On April 2, the long boring hours of school could not pass fast enough! Anticipation coursed through our bodies as we awaited 4:30. Finally we loaded into the van, buckled our seat belts, and shoved our backpacks under the seats. We were off to the airport.
The senior class of 2012 just spent the last week at a beach house in Oxnard, California. Every minute of the trip was a blast! The first day we arrived we could not check into our house right away, so we went to the beach. Believe me when I say that none of us anticipated falling asleep for an hour and a half, which resulted in a few really bad sun burns. We spent the second day of our trip gallivanting around Six Flags, Magic Mountain Amusement Park. Many of my classmates had never ridden a roller coaster before. We thought we would start out on an mellow ride, with only a few loops. It turns out that a few of the seniors did not want to go on this ride; instead they wanted their first ride to be the tallest ride in the park, and boy was it great. The day at the amusement park was just all around good fun. We screamed, laughed, and cried too.
Thursday we spent almost the entire day at the beach! The sun felt invigorating! When we first arrived at the beach a man passed us and said “ Oh, No... you ladies need some sun screen... you are so white!” As we looked around at different people on the beach and around town, we could tell that we stuck out like penguins in Florida. Almost every day we would get up and spend a few hours on the beach. One day it was so nice and warm we just could not resist the temptation of the ocean. As we ran towards the tumbling waves, we soon found out just how cold the water really was. I guess we should have taken a hint from all the people wearing wet suits.
We enjoyed shopping, while Dirck and Mr. Friendshuh went golfing. We also went sea kayaking, where we got soaked and many of us flipped our boats. Later we engaged in paintball wars, then returned home with bruises and welts. On Sunday we enjoyed Easter dinner with the Taylor family.
We returned home, sad to be back in a place covered with snow, but we made so many memories in a week. Six years of planning and hard work all paid off in the end, as we enjoyed every minute of the trip. The saying “ Go big or go home” is key when planning a senior trip. A little note to the future seniors: it is well worth the hard work! You won't regret it! Some of us learned a lesson on the trip a well, and that is, life is only as fun as you make it. You only have one life to live to live, so live big and don't let the little stuff get to you!