themoo Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 Hey everyone, I have been receiving a lot of feedback through NJGUIDO.com on this writing that I did. I figured that everyone on this board that hits the Jersey shore should give some feedback on this feeling. Here it is.The Last Feeling I had awoken in my shore house on Labor Day in the summer of 2000. I immediately got out of bed and started to clean the house. The rest of my housemates did the same. We vacuumed the carpets and swept the floors and than mopped them. We cleaned out our rooms and packed our clothes, some in wash baskets, some in suit cases. We put the garbage and recycling on the curb. Than we each packed our cars with all of the stuff that we brought to the shore house. After the cars were packed and the house was practically empty, my housemates started to head for the parkway to go home. I don’t quite remember the order in which my friends left but I remember being the last. Since I was going to be the last to leave, I had to make sure everything was in the proper form and the doors were locked. I walked back and forth through the house making sure everything was in order. Finally, I was satisfied with the house and felt comfortable to lock up and leave. I locked all of the windows throughout the house. When I completed this, I started to walk towards the front door which was straight through the living room. I took several steps through the living room towards the door. Then something happened. I found myself at a dead stop in the center of the living room. I felt as if my feet were cemented to the floor, I could not walk any further; I could only rotate around like a carousel. That is when I noticed something that changed my life forever. Right there in the middle of the little living room of my shore house was the worst feeling that I had ever felt in my life. There was absolutely nothing happening, no movements or sound, it was completely silent. You could not hear the club music on the radio that blasted all summer long. There was no one opening the fridge to grab a beer. There were no girls giggling, the guys weren’t busting each other’s chops. There was no sound at all. I then tried to trick the feeling. I listened real hard to what was going on outside. It was still silent. The neighbors weren’t hanging out on their deck outside, laughing aloud as they did all year long. There was no sound of cars driving up and down the street. There was no wind blowing through the windows. It was completely silent. The silence and deadness of me and my house triggered my mind to the opposite extremity. Still in the middle of the living room, I closed my eyes. There I saw flash-backs of the night before. I saw disco lights and water flying. I was soaked. I saw people standing on the bar and dancing. The music was blasting and everyone was smiling. I heard the chanting “one more†“one more.†Then I heard the chant “Dennyâ€â€¦. “Denny†The final chant “we’re not leavingâ€â€¦â€¦â€¦.â€we’re not leavingâ€â€¦I opened my eyes. There I stood, in the middle of my living room Labor Day 2000. There was nothing but silence. It was all over. I was leaving. I wiped away a tear and walked out the door. There are no excuses! Party Like A Rockstar! ~MooNJGUIDO.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stiffler Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 That was great............................ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
riggitytiggity Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 excuse me,moo, is it?................i have a quick question for you that i need some feedback on.are you really drunk in your pics or do you just have a limp eyelid?YOUVE BEEN RIGITIZED Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tommytempts Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 SUMMER 2000 THERE WERE 12 OF US IN MY SHORE HOUSE AND I ALSO REMEMBER THE SILENCE AFTER EVERYONE HAD LEFT. THEHOUSE FELT DEAD AND LIFELESS. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
riggitytiggity Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 Originally posted by riggitytiggity excuse me,moo, is it?................i have a quick question for you that i need some feedback on.are you really drunk in your pics or do you just have a limp eyelid?YOUVE BEEN RIGITIZED just playing though hunny......great stuff....great site.....great idea....I think I need a little piece of you though...I'll be seeing you out sometime soon:D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
themoo Posted October 9 Author Report Share Posted October 9 lol:) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BRIAN1500 Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 Moo has another stalker on his hands. :D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
where2tonight Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 Tool Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ou812 Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 Give her the Dirty Sanchez MooHmmmmmm, thinking back to the Summer of 2000 on Labor Day monday, I just recall it POURING like crazy.I think my last feeling was "RUN, get the hell outta Seaside as fast as you can" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rdntheshortbus Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 The tear comment was a bit dramatic.......made a good point though...... summer is the best time of the year..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jennijugs Posted October 9 Report Share Posted October 9 I get teary eyed every labor day ...... That was a very good piece Moo;) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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