This Just Can't Be Summer Love

Wow, time has really gotten away from me... These last few weeks of school have been purely insane but I'm happy to say that they are coming to an end for a good three months. WOOHOO. My boyfriend just finished his final exams today and I'm finishing mine on Thursday, then I'm planning on doing a little High School Musical number complete with authentic movie choreography, lyrics, and enthusiasm. I can't put Mr. Efron's wonderful acting "skills" to shame, can I? No, I can not.

Ah, summer. The ultimate time period of freedom for teenagers. When we were little, summer might have been trips to Disney Land, family reunions, the cliche lemonade stand and staying in swimming pools until we're rasins. Now, for most of us, it means working your butts off to get that dream car before the new school year, and sleeping. Lot's and lot's of sleeping. For the kids that live on the coast: it means spending your pointless afternoons crisping at the beach until you'r as leathery as the Tanning Mom. For those of us in the middle of no where (such as myself), it means finding fun at local pools, backyards and anywhere else you can. Also, it's a time to envy the ones by the beach. F*** you, beach bums.

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Summer can be found in every single one of our five senses.

Hearing: we hear kids screaming and laughing, pools splashing, music blaring from open windows in speeding cars. We no longer hear that haunting screech of your alarm in the morning. Instead, you can open your bedroom window and wake up to the birds and the sun. \

Sight: So many colors. Summer brings neon swimsuits and multicolored shorts and flip flops. Sunny days tan our ghostly skins and lighten our hair. It's like being reborn. Flowers come alive, clouds roll away, and we come out to play.

Touch: For the lucky ones, you could be feeling warm sand in between your toes and fingers, the salty ocean, small fish kissing your feet and ankles. For the others, its concrete on barefeet after midnight. Maybe a soft breeze every now and then, stinging eyes and wrinkled skin from hours in  a pool. You feel the temperature rising, love blooming... everything is so warm.

Smell: Sunscreen. BBQ. Fireworks. Salt. Chlorine. Campfires.

Taste. So many popcicles....

What are your plans for summer? As for me, I'm spending every minute I can enjoying it with the boy I love before he leaves forever.

I never want this summer to end.