Jun 21, 2005 09:22
Girls of 11 start wearing belts as skirts.
Everywhere you walk, your feet leave sweat marks.
You walk around in your bikini and don't care who sees you. And you don't care that you're hanging out everywhere.
Your dog, who hardly ever drinks, attemps to drink out of the village fountain which isn't drinkable.
You crave the shade.
Your very interesting bio notes on Mitosis don't even keep you studying.
Your little tabby kitten doesn't even want to go outside.
Your discman plays songs at like 4567899 times faster than usual as it's overheated.
After being outside for half an hour, after you've just put black eyeliner on, you come inside and you find you have black lines all down your face.
You come inside and you can't see. And you don't even have your sunglasses on.
You want to cut your hair to 2mm.
You frantically apply the suncream because of that gross advert on TV about skin cancer.
You sit on buses all day because they are airconditioned and they move.
You feel like you're going to melt.
You start thinking you're in the OC when you hallucinate that Seth Cohen is standing in front of you.
The boy who usually wears scarfs (Judd) is wearing a loose white shirt and shorts.
Your metal belt buckle burns you everytime you move.
You show off parts of the body which you wouldn't normally.
You conveniently run out of water.
You're sunburnt after 5 minutes.
You tie your hair back and don't care how gross you look.
You crave showers every 10 minutes.
You can't see your phone screen.
You're down to your last layer but you're so tempted to just take that off too.
Everyone wears white.
Your water bottle seems permantely empty. Despite having put ice in it that morning.
You wish you were outside but you can't put your feet on the ground without burning them.
You spend all your money on water.
Your bottle blonde hair turns ginger.
Your neighbour who is an old man with grandkids gets his shorts out. And to your disgust, he's more tanned than you.
You're inside writting this.
You fall in love with the taste of water.
You're tired by 6pm after having woken up at 12.
You want to have a water fight but you are aware that only skanky little 13 year olds who happen to be wearing white do that these days.
Haha skanked this off Beffy... but its funnay! lol.
LOVE: You start thinking you're in the OC when you hallucinate that Seth Cohen is standing in front of you.
haha you so know thats Ambz!!