IT’S SUMMER BITCHEZZZZZZZ!!!!
F.I.N.A.L.L.Y, the season we’ve all
been waiting for, has arrived. Safe to say, this is possibly the most welcome
summer of my life thus far. The last few weeks of school, between cramming for
AP tests and exams, packing for summer trips, preparing for the ACT (attempt
numero dos) and general life chaotic-ness has thrown my brain into a whirlwind
of caffeine-fueled, adrenaline sustained, insomniac activity. Legitimately, I
have felt a buzzing in my head in a few rare moments of silence or stillness
from the past few weeks reminding me that my body was working in overdrive.
True story. ..Probably not that healthy
but c’est la vie. IT’S SUMMER. WHO CARES?!?!
This summer is shaping up to be quite memorable. And, seeing
as it’s my last summer of high school, it should be. Week by week almost
everything has been planned out and I’ve got a host of frolicking and
adventures primed and ready for my willing victims friends….Before I can
tackle that list, though, I’ll be lazin away at our family beach house in the
CUTEST town in the South and then off to heaven in the mountains of Brevard.
Just got to the beach house this evening, actually, and it’s
such a welcome breath of salty-air. Not exactly a villa or upscale mansion, our
house in Bay St. Louis (it’s my grandmas but all the siblings get a week of the
summer) is absolutely perfect. From the beach it looks like a treehouse because
it’s high up off the ground and surrounded by large oaks. I have the fondest
memories of times in this house and the one that stood on the property before
Katrina 8 years ago (CRAZY…already 8
years since!) The relaxed pace of the town (maybe due to the extremely slow
speed limit...) and natural beauty of oaky-greenery juxtaposed with the sandy
beach and constant sound of the bay waves makes summer set in. I cannot wait
for later this week… the seafood, the cousins, the birthday celebration (Dad’s…
44 I think…), the sailing, the ski trips, the unsuccessful fishing… It’s gonna
be GRRRRRREEEAAAAAT!
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