Sure I am trying to focus on getting that tan, or what is going to happen next in my book, but at the same time I can't help but people watch. Ok so I'm not one to judge.. just kidding. I'm a 21-year-old college girl, of course I judge. Even if I don't mean to, I do. But I feel like this judgement comes out more than ever when I am on the beach. I tend to get in the deep thought process while trying to catch those rays. There is just something calming about listening to the waves rock, laying back and letting your thoughts overtake you.
1. Do I really need sunscreen?
"Mom I know skin cancer runs in our family, but I want that beautiful tan everyone else has!" Hand me the SPF 4 so I can come back and people know that I just spent a week worry-free laying on the beach. I don't know if this is just a girl thing...but it is definitely a thing I do.
2. I wonder what kind of workout she does?
Would it be weird if I asked that? Why can't my body look like that?I bet everyone is looking at her body, and then to me thinking of the fat cow I am and the beautiful goddess she is.3. What kind of workout does she NOT do?
Like for real I bet that bathing suit didn't only come in extra extra small..
4. "OOOH I love her bathing suit!"
Can I ask her where she got it? Is that weird too?
5. That poor mom...
She has one kid on each hand, one kid hanging on her back, and one that she just has to keep yelling at to keep up, not to mention the three beach chairs, umbrella, diaper bag, and sand toys. Meanwhile the Dad is leisurely walking behind drinking his beer not a care in the world.
6. If those kids splash me one more time...
I like to get in the water at my own pace, I'm relaxing here geez.
7. Why are speedos still sold to men? Like shouldn't that be illegal by now?
8. How does sand literally get everywhere?!
It finds places I didn't even know my body had.
9. Does that child have a home? I swear it has been by itself for at least 10 minutes.
The beach is where parents' don't care and where I worry sick about THEIR child.
10. I never want to go home..
The beach is like nothing else. I feel like it is something we work towards all year, something that is always in the back of our minds. We prepare for it, we build up the excitement for it, and there is not much else that compares. It takes forever to finally get here, and then BOOM we are driving back home sunburnt, worn out, and not near ready to go back to regular life.
