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Amusement park, Atlantic, Atlantic Ocean, diary, journal, personal journal, Reading University, Recreation, Resort town, Summer, Theme Parks
Dear Diary,
Today is my first day in this small town and am going to spend here the whole summer. The only thing that makes me feel good about this is that I am going to see my cousin Lesley (I haven’t seen here since the summer after the 7th grade) we were inseparable; I do hope we can recreate the bond.
Actually spending summer here wasn’t my first choice. It’s just that I am… grounded. I realize I am a little too mature for that (I am 21) but I still depend on my parents. So… I am going to get my first job. I feel a little weird about that since I’ve never worked before. It is a resort city and here must be a lot of places where I can work. Now I am at my aunt’s and on my way over here I saw a few restaurants that are hiring. I am thinking hostess. My mom wants me to work in the amusement park as a game attendant (she says it’ll help me to learn how to communicate with people, can you believe that?!) but it really freaks me out: a bunch of children running all over the park, a lot of noises and customers. I’ve seen people work in games, it is horrible! I remember once I watched that girl in a balloon-dart game, it was busy, she was a mess: trying to blow the balloons, hang them, take the money from customers and give them change. Meanwhile children were throwing darts trying to pop the balloons! I mean come on! It is dangerous.
