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Summer's done with.
I spent the night with some good friends, playing dangerously ninja hide-and-go-seek around the neighborhood, and dorking around on swing sets.
It's all been good, I suppose. I didn't do any photography, save candid polaroid pictures and a few on my digital camera here and there. I painted one painting, which oddly enough, I'm actually quite fond of. Read a handful of books... Jane Eyre, Harry Potter [yes], Handmaid's Tale, and this silly book I bought at Barnes and Noble two days ago called "I Just Want My Pants Back." Guilty pleasure.
Survived a job and an internship. Drank a lot of DD coffee. Iced, and no sugar please.
I'm still on the fence about going back to school. Nothing has been packed, my room here is a mess [and will probably stay that way until I permanently move out of the house], and I'm supposed to be heading out at the crack of dawn on Sunday. Not to mention that it is September already. What the hell, summer. Where did you sneak off to?
I'm too awake from coffee and goofing around on Kelly's trampoline.
I want to go on a bike ride.