Best Month Ever: May
May 1st marked the finals of the first stop of the Pro Wakeboard Tour, and I was there! Now I know what you’re thinking: Why the hell was I at a wakeboard event and better yet, why would I admit to it. But the answer is simple. I was feeling a little too soulful after finding myself in Europe during April and I needed to have some of the soul sucked out of me. The pro wakeboard tour is good for that (take my word for it.) As I had culminated the wakeboard experience on the first, I was hesitant to attend a second wake event so early in the month, but on the 3rd Parks Bonifay, who is like the Shaun White of wakeboarding (but old and even less cute), was having a contest at his childhood home, and like a good extreme journalist, I was there. Which is a good thing because the Bonifay home is like an extreme version of Disney World and there was a mini ramp which I proceeded to shred, much to the amazement of wakers who don’t actually skate. Back to Vermont later that day I had a solid week to relax, catch up on Law and Order reruns and most importantly, work on my prom dress. Actually, Sarah did most of the work, but a lot of effort went into accessorizing and turning a Little
House on the Prarie-esque dress into an 80s princess look. And on the 13th I headed down to Andover to meet up with Hondo and attend my very first prom, ever. I looked totally hot, since I’d even gotten my hair done, and I was rewarded with several compliments including being told I looked like Pro Queen 1988 and some girl said she liked my sleeves. Going to prom at 24 is the greatest plan ever for the following reasons: 1. I was as old or older than several teachers. 2. I had no shame grabbing 17 year olds asses. 3. The Milkshake song now exists and they play it. 4. Being way cooler than high school kids. 5. Being able to buy my own alcohol. 6. Making jokes about losing my virginity all night. 7. Not having to go to High School on Monday. 8. Only spending $8 on my dress and not giving a shit. 9. Mostly just not giving a shit.
After the most romantic night of my life I had to unwind for a few days. Besides, on the 19th I hopped a flight on Norfolk, VA for an extreme (ly poor planned) skateboarding extravaganza. In spent the first day skating Mount Trashmore park in Virginia Beach and most importantly, made a new Myspace friend. From there on we hit various insane bowls in people’s backyards and I made it to two of the states I’d never been to before (North Carolina and South Carolina.) And although this really did make May the best month ever, I’m not gonna go into details because SG paid good money to send us there and the least I can do is not write about the adventure on a free website and force you to buy the magazine if you want to read the details. Then to truly make May the best month ever, I brought things full circle and wound up in Orlando on the 29th and 30th. No wakeboarding this time, just some drinking and shit talking and a heated game of Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture edition. I flew back to Burlington on the 30th, where I was supposed to be moving out of my house. But that didn’t seem that awesome so I changed my mind on the final day. Unfortunately, the new tenant wasn’t so accommodating to that decision. And even though I didn’t get my way, everything else had made May the best month ever. -Brooke Geery
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