Summer

Summer

By far, this past summer has been the best one ever. It all started in March, after a softball practice. Some of us decided to go out and get something to eat, not knowing this would spark the greatest of friendships. We went out to Buffalo Wild Wings that night, and sat in the booth way over in the corner. A few of us played those trivia games that they do on the TVs overhead. I remember it was Megan, Gina, and Audrey on the one side and me, Janelle, and Brownie on the other. When the waitress came to take our orders you would suspect that we all got wings, well Audrey wanted to be different. When the woman asked her what she wanted, Audrey replied, "I'll have a grilled chicken salad please." It was so hilarious to hear her say that, and she has never lived that down. From that night on, we were always together or going places. Back when school was still going on you would always see atleast two of us together somewhere. After a while we even came up for a name for ourselves, The Regulars, since it's always the same people anytime we do anything.

The summer started off boring as usual. Since I graduated I was not allowed to play summer ball with my team. But since my sister was still on that team I still went to all of the games. I had to have put so many miles on my cars because of them. They all lived somewhere around eachother, but I was the oddball and was at least 20 minutes away from them all. Sometimes I wouldn't even bother coming home so I would stay up there at someone's house.

In the beginning of the summer, on a last minute decision, we decided to go to the Rascal Flatts concert. The night before we spent at Amanda's house because her parents weren't home. Needless to say, I wasn't feeling all that well the next morning. Actually spent most of the ride with my head semi-hanging out the window. We got there finally and had to stand in line for the longest time before they even open the gates. We had lawn seats so first come first serve. And we somehow got really good seats, dead center off of the stage. That night was hilarious, with all the drunk people falling on you or spilling their alcohol. But as always, the concert came to an end so we made our way back to the cars. Traffic was absolutely horrible and we moved a total of 10 feet in an hour. But yet again, the drunks kept us amused by coming up to the car and talking like we we've been friends for years. Less than a month after that outing we went up to Kennywood for the day. Even though I've been there so many times, I just cannot

get bored of it, especially when I'm with The Regulars. I'll never forget one time riding the Phantom's Revenge. I was sitting with Amanda, with Heather and Janelle in the seats right behind us. It was on the way up, about half way to the top of the first lift. The seat restraints were just a regular seat belt and a lap bar. I reached back and pushed the release button on Heather's seat belt. All you could hear from her is, "Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaab!" We weren't even close to the top of the hill, but it still scared the heck out of her.

We also went fishing and camping one time. They all came out to my house and we took trucks up to this pond that me and my uncle had found a year earlier. For some reason we call it the "Magic Pond" because all you have to do is throw in a hook that smells like food and you can catch a fish. We probably looked like a bunch of morons out there, but it was so much fun. That night we were also staying out in tents at my other property. Everyone else went back to set up camp, while Janelle, Amanda, and I went 4-wheel riding. On the way back we started playing tag on them. You'd have to get up close to the other person's bike and somehow tag them, then hurry off so they can't tag you back. We played all the way back to the others, then I tagged Brown and went off around the fire. Somehow she