i'm running a few days behind here...
tuesday was the unofficial lsa beach day 2005. after working 5 hours, i hit the beach by noon. traffic on the way down was perfect, no tap and go at those annoying lights along route four, the sun beat down on my face through my open sunroof. wind whipped my hair wildly and i kept my left arm out the driver's side window, slightly burning it every now and then on the hot metal of my lil silver camry. bopping along to tragic kingdom, i sang to no one but myself (and the occasional car i met at a stop sign!) sweat lightly beaded up at the part where my halter met the nape of my neck. in my canvas bag i carried a towel and spf 15 and the ever essential cell phone. met steph, aaron, and mal by chair 3, but ran into just about everyone else on the way there. band kids, jocks, cheerleaders, and i'm pretty sure my group of friends represented the nerds. it was awesome. we swarmed chairs 2, 3, and played volleyball by chair 4. there was a playful breeze in the air and a thin coat of salt on our skin. my hair curled and separated into pieces, "mini dreads" as kieran calls them. corey, nick, rob, will, and i set up a peanut-butter-and-nutella making factory to feed just about everyone! drinks rested on ice in coolers and were passed all around. chips crunched, their salt undecipherable from that on the lips. we dove in waves and body surfed. the water was a bit cold to my liking, but after hours of sitting on our blankets, its touch was more than welcome, we embraced the splashed with open arms.
i totally forgot that i had tossed - at last second - my camera in my tote, and only whipped it out in the last half hour or so. i had to leave around 430 (scholarship dinner - $2000 - new laptop here i come!) but here are pictures of the two hardcore volleyball teams!
shan scorp patty maeve steph me
steph me scorp
shan
scorp
matt, singing
aaron
mal
patty
patty and hart