Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones and I will try to fix you.
I lied. I'll just write.
I know I'm dying for the summer because summer is just... bah, wonderful. Always. Even if you're just hanging out being lazy with friends, it's the best time of the year. I don't mind the cold that much but there's something exciting about just being able to go everywhere without shoes and not have to worry about how your hair looks. I hope I'll spend a lot of time with people who make me happy, maybe in New Hampshire a lot. A couple summers ago I just stayed up there for a month and everything about it was great. Isn't it hard to describe those kinds of moments in writing? Seems like yesterday that I was lying on a dock with my feet in the water, crickets and breeze and fireworks and I suppose it seems cliche to enjoy that kind of stuff so much, but isn't everything just better during nights in the summer? I think so.
As much as I'm looking forward to summer, I'm honestly going to miss this year. I've been learning a lot- not just academics because I don't think all of that school-taught stuff is important. Freshman year has been my favorite year here, so much better than the first two. And as a majority I really like our grade- the people in it. At a couple points this year I felt like I wanted to change myself for someone else, like I wasn't creative or pretty or fun and all those other adjectives enough for them, and I wanted to be. But that's stupid, and I'm realizing that. Some friends have really let me down and disappointed me again and again, but there's nothing I can do about that anymore and I guess it's just about who's going to be sticking around through all of it, you know. I [pretty much] lost two of my closest friends; three has always been a crowd, huh? Feeling kind of weird. I also feel like a bit of a jerk, and I really hope I can fix it, because I know it'd take guts for me to talk to a ninth grader as a seventh grader, and sometimes I just don't think things through. The freshman dance is at the end of the year and it's something I don't really want to go to, since everyone will be all... with dates. But it might be fun just to go anyways. I'm going with the shawn! or we're having a non-dance party.
Yesterday was perfecto. I had to wake up all kinds of early and go to the hospital and nobody was there but me! Well of course there were other people in the hospital, duhr. I counted shirts and folded shirts and filed papers and took a book that I found lying around. Which, I plan to return, because who can steal from a hospital and have that on their conscience! Not I. I just wanted to read it. Then Scott picked me up and my day was looking down since I was supposed to hang out with Shawn but.. who knows what happened there. Instead I walked to the park- hot out! Yikes. Annnd played volleyball and then tag. Hah, tag. It was fun though! And there was a bunch of people there likkkke... Adria Liz Michele Me Alyssa Kat Jesse John Gavin Elliott MikeMills Matt etc. Feels summer-y.
I know I'm dying for the summer because summer is just... bah, wonderful. Always. Even if you're just hanging out being lazy with friends, it's the best time of the year. I don't mind the cold that much but there's something exciting about just being able to go everywhere without shoes and not have to worry about how your hair looks. I hope I'll spend a lot of time with people who make me happy, maybe in New Hampshire a lot. A couple summers ago I just stayed up there for a month and everything about it was great. Isn't it hard to describe those kinds of moments in writing? Seems like yesterday that I was lying on a dock with my feet in the water, crickets and breeze and fireworks and I suppose it seems cliche to enjoy that kind of stuff so much, but isn't everything just better during nights in the summer? I think so.
As much as I'm looking forward to summer, I'm honestly going to miss this year. I've been learning a lot- not just academics because I don't think all of that school-taught stuff is important. Freshman year has been my favorite year here, so much better than the first two. And as a majority I really like our grade- the people in it. At a couple points this year I felt like I wanted to change myself for someone else, like I wasn't creative or pretty or fun and all those other adjectives enough for them, and I wanted to be. But that's stupid, and I'm realizing that. Some friends have really let me down and disappointed me again and again, but there's nothing I can do about that anymore and I guess it's just about who's going to be sticking around through all of it, you know. I [pretty much] lost two of my closest friends; three has always been a crowd, huh? Feeling kind of weird. I also feel like a bit of a jerk, and I really hope I can fix it, because I know it'd take guts for me to talk to a ninth grader as a seventh grader, and sometimes I just don't think things through. The freshman dance is at the end of the year and it's something I don't really want to go to, since everyone will be all... with dates. But it might be fun just to go anyways. I'm going with the shawn! or we're having a non-dance party.
Yesterday was perfecto. I had to wake up all kinds of early and go to the hospital and nobody was there but me! Well of course there were other people in the hospital, duhr. I counted shirts and folded shirts and filed papers and took a book that I found lying around. Which, I plan to return, because who can steal from a hospital and have that on their conscience! Not I. I just wanted to read it. Then Scott picked me up and my day was looking down since I was supposed to hang out with Shawn but.. who knows what happened there. Instead I walked to the park- hot out! Yikes. Annnd played volleyball and then tag. Hah, tag. It was fun though! And there was a bunch of people there likkkke... Adria Liz Michele Me Alyssa Kat Jesse John Gavin Elliott MikeMills Matt etc. Feels summer-y.