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last summer
12/10/2001 03:09 p.m.
last summer was the best summer of my life. its not like i actaully did anything that exciting: i didnt go away on holiday, make a lot of money or anything. but it will always stick out as the best 3 months of my life. last summer i had the closest friends i ever had and ever will have.
it was just the simple pleasure of every day life with those poeple i grew to love so much almost immediatly. we foremd an intense friendship, there were so many of us and it seemd as if there ws a new person to add to the group every day. we were the "frekas" as the rest of society classed us, cast aside and unwnated cos we were different. we all came together and extended a warm welcoem to everyone, all those who were excluded were included.
we claimed the traffic island at the bottom of main street as our own for the summer. we had some of the best moments just sitting on the grass, talking, strumming a guitar and eatng pizza from near by piccolos or pizza hut, a sandwhich from subway or a pauls chip.
we never had to spend a lot of money to have fun. probably one of the things that sticks out most about what we did was our "wedding" claire and paul, the 2 people who really founded the whole group had a kind of unofficial wedding on the traffic island. we all dressed up and claires borther, micheal performd the service. johnny brought his cd player with the wedding march and we all threw confetti and posed for photos at the reception, rory played a song on his guitar for the newly wed couple to have their first dance to.

another occasion was our BBQ. i think were the first group of people to have a BBQ in the middle of a main road. that was a brilliant day, it was the day of the parades and we had a couple of disposable BBQs with sausages and burgers and lots of sweets and coke and icecream. everyone chipped and we all shared the stuff out equally.

we had a waterfight in the fountain across the road to kind of christin ourselves as official slackers.

there was kind of fun fair that came to pickie fun park which is across from our island and the bouncy slide there provided hours of fun for us all.

busking soon became an established way to spend our days. almost all of our 20 strong group had some knowledge of guitar and wed take it in turns to sit outside easons, just up the road from the island and busk till we had enough for icecream or a lolly and then start again. we wrote our own songs sometiems or played old favouries liek good riddance and everybody hurts. all of us have a love for music.

there was always a such a light carefree happy atmosphere, u left your house in the morning for a day in bangor, knowing u we gonna enjoy yourself, not knowing exactly how long ud stay or whod be there, u just went with the flow. and u never had to arrange to meet anyone, u just took it for granted that when u went down the town there'd be a least a couple of people on the island.
at nights we'd get a carry out from the off license and all go down to the pier adn have a really good chilled out night.
there was a such an incredibly close bond between us all, and i think wed have doen anything for each other. as well as all the fun( fun is the best way to describe that summer) there was also the snese that u could talk to everyoen about anything. we all trusted each other and knew we were eager to help the others out whatever they needed help with. i was never lonely and i considerd them all closer than family.

but nothing lasts forever.
I am currently Nastolgic

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