June 4~I took my books and went out to Sunset lake. It was about 75 degrees, which I don't consider very warm, but it was okay when the sun was out. There were only four other people on the beach when I got there. A couple in their early twenties, lying half in the water and half on the beach, just talking and reading, and laughing. They looked happy. Over on a picnic table was an older couple, probably in their 40's or 50's. Odd folk, they were. Both dressed in red, long sleeves and long pants. They each had a boombox and just sat there, doing nothing and listening to otheir folk-lore and polka music. I really didn't see them talk. They just sat there, not facing the beach either.
Then this huge group of teens came. Probably about 20 of 'em. That's when things started getting not-so-peaceful. Not that I blame them. After a while it got somewhat annoying, though. I wasn't annoyed with them, it's just I couldn't concentrate on my book or anything.
I couldn't decide whether it was fun watching them all, all around me, or if a prick of jealousy struck. I think it was a bit of both. Sure, sometimes teenagers are immature. But it was great watching them all having fun together, burying on dude in the sand, running around, tanning in the sun, laughing and talking. I was a bit jealous. I feel like I've lost all friend-making skills. I don't know where they went, but I can't seem to find them. So, I suppose I had a little pity party for myself, and left.
I went to Lake Emily. Yeap, two beaches in one day. There was this guy there. I couldn't figure out if he was 25 or 40. It doesn't seem like he was inbetween. Just either 25 or 40. He was an extremely handsome looking man, all geared up, and fishing. I never saw him catch one fish, but I had fun looking to see if he would, anyway. He was dark. All dark features. I love just watching people. Yeap, I'm a people-watcher. I kind of smiled at him as he walked by, with my straight blond hair hanging to my shoulders. I looked alright. No make up or anything, just my lip ring. I had these shorts on and my over-sized sweatshirt. I was just comfortable. Comfortable sitting there reading my history book, watching the waves, and that gentlemen fishing. As I left we made eye contact for a few sweet seconds. You pick up different vibes from different people, dig? Different vibes, but usually good ones. Don't you ever feel like you have a connection with complete strangers?
~Sarah
