i love summer.
a whole lot.
seriously.
but i need the world of school to come back.
i'm ready to go.
justttttt need to get my summer reading done.
<3

AH. I l just love adventure.

So I'm leaving.
Eight o' clock in the morning.
And I'm bringing one of those small athletic bags for things to do in the car.
Can you say Wuthering Heights, and My Antonia?
Yuck.
Anyway,
A small backpack stuffed with water and snacks.
My purse.
One suitcase.
One pillow.
One pre-planned, car appropriate outfit.
I am spending four days away from Spoland, and couldn't be more grateful.
One down side is that my cousins get in tomorrow.
bleh.
I miss them like crazy and am missing four days of their visit.
I HATE that part.
And I'm going to be all gross coming home Tuesday.
ahaha.
Awesome.
I plan on taking too many pictures, and have lots of stories that I can out up on here.
I love you guys.
Seriously.
but I really need to get away.
BUT. I'll have my phone.
No fears there.
I just may not get back to you as quickly as I normally do.
So, until Tuesday!

Can I please go to Bellingham now?

I need to meet new people.

Like now.

Alrighty then, guess you didn't want my friendship.
You didn't even try.
HAH. That's funny.
That was basically the whole friendship.

Pshhh

You know who's not cool?  You.
You know who's happy? Me.
You know who'll regret this? You.
You know who doesn't care? Me.
You know who's already lost? You.
You know who has reached content? Me.
Too bad for youuuuu, sir.

Also. Six days.
WHOO!

And hey, you.
Spokane Gossip.
You're disgusting.
Quite making people's lives sound like some sort of boxing match.
Or should I start a gossip page about you.

"The moron who run's Spokane Gossip is well,
A lot of things that should never be said."

I'm not a great gossip starter,
But you pushed a button now, sweetheart.
You say anything more about my friends, and I'm going to Officer Bailey the moment school gets in.
Thank the lord, amen.

Whoo!

The seventeenth could not come faster.
I really need the meeting new people thing.
And the being somewhere pretty thing.
And the surviving on my own thing.
That'd be awesome.

Crash, Bang, Boom

I've got so much happy in this little body.
Can you say getting home after eleven?
And bonfires?
And gossip?
Yeah. It's quite the time.
I love you girls.
But in this little body, there's a pinprick of mourning.
Just a tad.
And I cried when the lights dimmed.
Because I miss you.
It's going to be a long time running,
To get back to content.
But until then, I'll keep myself distracted with
Fireworks,
My second family,
My seester,
50's swimming suit,
The 4th of July.
Because deep down, you make me want to scream, dear.
And beg.
And plead.
Maybe I'll see you tomorrow, and we can make up.
There you go, wish gods.
Hear me out.