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It seems like every time I plan on typing a (somewhat) well thought-out entry, I blank out in the middle of it and just exit the window. Hopefully that doesn't happen in this particular situation.
School is over once again. It is summer. Like I wrote on the back of a pink piece of paper last night, I'm not excited or really all that happy about it. It's funny how I always get this feeling of inspiration from summer. Feelings that possess me to believe I can achieve anything within a short period of two months and a half.
But I do want to do more things now, such as photography. Doesn't everyone have a photography phase?
Towards the end of this year I began to take notice in a person who seemed to glance at me more often than "normal" in the halls. I looked in the yearbook to check out his name.
I am interested. Who knows what will happen next year? Well.. if he can speak enough English..
Yep, here's the part where my mind deteriorates. Bye.
School is over once again. It is summer. Like I wrote on the back of a pink piece of paper last night, I'm not excited or really all that happy about it. It's funny how I always get this feeling of inspiration from summer. Feelings that possess me to believe I can achieve anything within a short period of two months and a half.
But I do want to do more things now, such as photography. Doesn't everyone have a photography phase?
Towards the end of this year I began to take notice in a person who seemed to glance at me more often than "normal" in the halls. I looked in the yearbook to check out his name.
I am interested. Who knows what will happen next year? Well.. if he can speak enough English..
Yep, here's the part where my mind deteriorates. Bye.