My Somewhat Awesome Trip to Wildwood

This weekend I went down to Wildwood, New Jersey for a vacation. Lots of shit happened that was pretty awesome (not really, but sort of). Anyway, the car ride there was about 2 hours and it felt like forever. Me and my annoying as hell "Family" (I use that term loosely) stayed at my stepmother's friend's condo beach house, which wasn't that big at all andwe all had to share a room, which fucking sucked and it was very hot which only made me more mad. After we unpacked, we headed onto the boardwalk, but it was getting late by the time we got there so we only had time to do shit like arcade games. I played skeeball, because it's awesome. I got about an extra 200 tickets or "points" as the arcade staff calls them because I told a guy who worked there that I got a really high score on skeeball but I forgot to tell anybody. I lied, of course and he gave me bonus tickets, I found it funny that I didin't even start to play skeeball nor did it say on the skeeball scoreboard that anybody got a really high score on skeeball, but he gave me the extra tickets anyway. After we were finished I was hoping to buy something but I only got about 900 points, which at the boardwalk arcade, isin't worth shit. I can't beleve how much they rip people off, they had a towel on display that had I think a basketball or football on it and it was a regular beachtowel and it costs about 200,000 tickets or something like that. You can just go buy a towel like that for about 5 bucks or at the most 15 bucks at a local store, but people still waste all there money on the arcade to try and get prizes. God, people are fucking stupid. After the pier closed, we went back to the house and the rooms had barely any room and I barely got any sleep. The next day, we went on rides, I like to go on the swings because they are one of the best rides at Wildwood, although I have no idea why. Maybe just going around several times high up in the air seeing the whole pier is just entertaining to me. I also went on the ferris wheel, I love that ride and I especially like it when you get stup up there for several minutes and get a nice view of the city. I also did Pirates of Wildwood, which is a sort of haunted house ride. It wasn't that scary, but then again, are haunted houses or "haunted" rides ever scary? No. I never go on the rollar coasters though, I fucking hate them, they always make me throw up. We walked down to the other pier, but I didin't do any rides on that one except for "Dante's Dungeon" which is a new haunted house ride. It's a lot better than Pirates of Wildwood, and it actually scared me at one point, You go around in the dark and can't see a fucking thing and sometimes something will just randomly just out at you, as it always does. We also got some Kohr Bros. ice cream which is awesome, but the time everyone finally got there ice cream, I was already done mine. We also ate some fried oreos, which are awesome then we hit the go-karts. I was disappointed because my fucking go-kart kept stalling and then some asshole spun me out so I had to wait like fucking five minutes for somebody to come over and turn my go-kart back around because they won't let you exit your go-kart until they say so. The bumper karts also sucked, because I kept turning the damn steering wheel the wrong way and kept going backwards and one of the rules of the bumper karts are "No driving backwards". I couldn't control it and then some random Russian guy who runs the bumper karts kept on screaming at me and I couldn't understand what the fuck he was saying but I'm sure it was along the lines of "Turn your fucking bumper kart around!" One of the last things I did at the boardwalk was play a game of darts (which made me think of System of a Down) and after hitting 8 balloons in a row by popping them with darts I won what I call a "Devil Pig" because it was a big red pig with a long red tail and what appeared to be devil horns, so I dubbed it "Devil Pig" It's so awesome, even though it's just some random stuffed animal. After I played and one my devil pig, we left and packed up after 2 days and left. So there you have it, my somewhat awesome trip to Wildwood, New Jersey.