Summer VacationAfter I graduated from high school, my friends Kenadee, MaryKaitLyn, Madison, and I planned a trip to go to Panama City Beach. The only way our parents would allow us to go is if they accompanied us; Kenadee and Mary's moms went and promised us it would be like they weren't even there, but to save money we all stayed in the same room. We knew there would be a lot of people there because a lot of other graduates would be there too, Panama is like the center of the party. Neither of us had ever been to a legit party, so we promised ourselves we'd do something fun and exciting, but nothing completely stupid. We arrive in Panama and do nothing but lay on the beach all day and work on our tan. We were right that it was busy and there were all kinds of attractive boys everywhere. Later that evening we walked to Pier Park and picked up Ty and Sydney from their hotel, then left Harpoon Harrys for the painting party. We arrive at the party exactly on time and are horrified when we get there. It seemed like there were millions of people there and many of them were older than us: the guy at the booth said it was all high school graduates, not college graduates. We wait in line forever and finally get close enough to see the scene in hopes of getting even more paint splattered on us. The music continues and everyone starts dancing. At first it was fun, but then it got even more crowded. People drank beer and smoked more than cigarettes. The girls were going crazy and crowd surfing and the guys were being rude and obnoxious. Sydney got her face kicked by a surfer, and then discovered they didn't even have any paint for the paint party! We finally all regrouped and decided to leave since there were even more people. It was an experience that I will never forget and I admit that I had a lot of fun but I will never go to another one again it's for