This Summer

Maybe I've been reading too much Sarah Dessen, but I'm suddenly super convinced of one thing: this is the summer that counts. The one coming up now that bridges school and uni. It's the one that's going to stick with me. It's three months where I can paint my face green and dance in the street and buy a load of flowers and get a job and fall in love.

It's my last push before the rest of my life, and I'm so hyped up right now with the thrill of it that I can barely even sit still. At the same time though, I don't want to wait for the summer to come, I want everything to start here and now. I think that it's time I put the kettle on-- Oh. Yeah.