What is Summer?

T'is the end of summertime. T'is. T'was a lovely summer, though. Not the best of my life, but very nice.

Now, what's summer to you guys?

To me, summer is burning my tongue on the most amazing clam chowder in the world. It's bothering the lifeguards at the ponds, and scratching at the bug bites around my ankles until I get my hands on some Witch hazel. (I like using witch hazel more than any other kind of itch-relief because of the name!)It's also leaning over the bow of a speedboat and feeling the wind knocl my ponytail holder out as we bump over wake-induced waves.

Summer is knowing I suck at water skiing and doing it anyway, because it's a rite of passage in my family. It's flipping over when I go tubing and lake water being warmer than the air at 7 AM. It's failed all-nighters and watching Supernatural.

It's experimenting with my clothing taste and having the time to spend an hour on my makeup. It's avoiding the sun because I've never liked the look of a tan. If pale skin was prized before, it should be prized even more as we now know it's healthier to not fry in the sun.

It's walking everywhere, and sleeping over my best friends house and going from there directly to the pond. It's writing more, and better than I ever did in school. It's adding raps to my poetry.

It's jamming to Justin Timberlake and not caring what my friends think. It's jamming to EA and not caring what my brother thinks. It's not having enough books. It's going shopping because I feel like being in air conditioning, and rolling around when I do go to bed 'cause it's SO EFFING HOT!

It's cursing 'til I'm blue in the face because today's the last day of pure nothingness.