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if academic quarters were people, third quarter would be the dirty tease that plays with my heart.
i like this smell of summer. i like that my iTunes playlist is getting rid of its seasonal affective disorder and is kicking out the folk music to make room for the happier stuff. i like that i can now wear shorts in my house without getting frostbite. i like pulling out my neon-colored work shirts from last summer that smell like sunscreen, potomac pollution and cheap beer. i like how no matter how low my interim grades are, they can always be saved before report cards come out. i like waking up sore and wanting to go running. i really, really like our poetry unit in lit.
i like this smell of summer. i like that my iTunes playlist is getting rid of its seasonal affective disorder and is kicking out the folk music to make room for the happier stuff. i like that i can now wear shorts in my house without getting frostbite. i like pulling out my neon-colored work shirts from last summer that smell like sunscreen, potomac pollution and cheap beer. i like how no matter how low my interim grades are, they can always be saved before report cards come out. i like waking up sore and wanting to go running. i really, really like our poetry unit in lit.