Summer

I can't wait any longer. Summer needs to get here, and fast. I can already smell the summer air, feel the warm wind on my face. I can't wait for those long summer nights. Days spent at the beach. Afternoons spent in the air conditoned library. Ice cold lemonade. Summer picnics with my boyfriend. And girls day out with my best friend. Parties. It's all waiting for me! But it's just not quite here yet. Just six more weeks of school and the summer is mine to take. Hope I make it that long. LET THE COUNTDOWN BEGIN!

Butterflies

He makes me feel like I'm on top of the world. Sure we have a history and we have both changed but it's different now. We both grew as people and now it's just like I found where I fit. I'm not gunna say all that cliche mushy stuff because, frankly it makes me sick. He's my best friend. We fight, joke around, drive each other crazy, and so much more. He's just awesome and I don't wanna trade that for anything! People can't tell me who I'd be happier with. You don't wanna see me with him, don't look.

Indecisive

I know this is contradictory to many things I've said before, but is love real? It seems like an unattainable feeling. How do you know if you're in love? Is there any way to explain this feeling? Love is like believing in Santa. You can't see it but you know it's there. But something so 'powerful' must be seen, otherwise it wouldn't exist right? People say that being in love is something you can't explain. If you can't explain it how do you know it's real? Maybe it's just one of those bandwagon things. If you don't know how you're feeling you must be in love. I can't tell if it's real or not, that's why I'm afraid of it.