
The real 2K19 Summer
If you want to make God laugh, make plans.
— My mother.
Saying Summer 2019 was one for the books, is in an understatement. For the last three years, the majority of my summer has been spent in summer school. Not because I failed, but to fast track and finish high-school early. Which, in theory, sounds impressive, except for the fact I ended up staying for an extra semester.
Summer 2019 really was supposed to be MY SUMMER. But as my mother says, “If you want to make God laugh, make plans.” My plans for summer started in March of 2019 after a five-year reunion with my elementary school friends. It had been FIVE YEARS since we last spoke, so I was very excited that we all re-connected. It was honestly like no time had passed like we didn’t miss a beat with each other, it was amazing to be connected again.
We made a list of things to do this summer:
- Go to Canada’s Wonderland
- Road trip to Montreal
- Go to the cottage
- Laser tag
- Go paint-balling
- Have a summer party
- Go clubbing
- Watch the new Lion King together
- Get piercings
- Get tattoos (not matching)
- Get hella drunk
- Do something spontaneous
- Go to the gym every week together
- Go to a new restaurant every other week
- Have amazing sex
To sum up the entirety of this list, we were supposed to have a #HotGirlSummer. Now, this all sounded great and reasonable in April when we officially made all these plans. However, there we some factors that we had not taken into consideration.
These factors were:
- Parents, having immigrant parents is a whole different ball game
- None of us had a car
- Most of us don’t even have our G2
- I am petrified of needles (I will actually faint)
- I also get really sick at Canada’s Wonderland every time I go
- Planning a party is expensive and a lot of work
- Alcohol is cheaper when you steal it from your parents’ liquor cabinet
- The gym is costly and farther than you would think it is
- My tastes buds and bank account could not come to an agreement
- Matter of fact my bank account did not co-operate with much on that list
- The spontaneity of summer was actually us together in one room
- Work and summer school courses did not leave much day time to do anything
- Everyone flopped last minute on laser tag
- Paintball was too far and apparently painful
- Sex would be fantastic, if men weren’t trash
So that was the reality of our Summer 2019. Filled with nothing but disappointment, stress, and heart-break. On the plus side, we all got to have a miserable summer together.














