Summer

When will it be summer again?




It's February. I know.

Believe me.

I. Know. The three calendars (don't ask me why I have three calendars because I don't know myself) I have tacked up in my room keep shouting at me "HAHA IT'S ONLY FEBRUARY YOU STILL HAVE SCHOOL HAHA." Which upsets me.

It's only February. Summer is-- let's count, March (one), April (two), May (three), June (four)-- four months away. Four. I don't think I can stand it much longer.

Why?

Why do kids like us want summer to come oh-so-badly?

F r e e d o m.

During the school year, I have so much stress about everything. Not saying that I absolutely hate school, it's just a lot of work to get done in a short amount of time. During the school year I always find myself checking the clock constantly, wishing there were more hours in the day to finish all my work, but at the same time wishing there were less so I can get to summer already.

Because during the summer, I'm free. I'm happy. Filled with pure happiness.

Because happiness means no school, no homework, no rules.

It means driving (shout out to April because that's when I will get my license), tropical sno, mango sorbet from Tasty Treat, reading, theatre, camp in Cali, Michigan, flip flops, tank tops, lemonade, tans (even though I'm as pale as a sheet so that doesn't really work out on me), taking artsy pictures, artsing and crafting, lazy days on spent on Netflix, baking, Chicago, beaches, swimsuits, short shorts, bike rides, dog walks, braids, messy buns, water bottles, movie nights, painting nails, sunscreen, sunglasses, air conditioning, bonfires, grilling, and family.

It means no worries. It means no stress. It means smiles.

So for now, as winter drags on and on and on and on, as you dive into that daunting homework assignment, just keep in mind that summer is almost just around the corner. It's four months. We can do it. I promise. Pinky promise.

And anything that is worry-free, stress-free, and smile-full, is my kinda deal. Anything that good is worth waiting for.

Contemplating Anticipation

It's everywhere,
In my head. In my heart.
In my fingers and my toes,
My stomach and my nose.

Anticipation.

It's that feeling you get
When you're excited for something
New,
Fun,
Amazing, or
Unimaginable.

It's that feeling you get
When you're nervous for something
Like a test
A lab,
A paper, or
A project.

It can be good.
It can be bad.
Sometimes in between.
It really just
D e p e n d s
On you.

See, I get nervous about
A lot of things.
Like school.
So, in a way,
That's anticipation.

But.
Other times,
Anticipation can be seen
In happy times
Like summer.

Summer: long nights,
Sunlight,
Camp,
And most of all,
No homework.

So, in a way,
That's anticipation.

Whether it be good,
Whether it be bad.
Whether it be dynamic,
Whether it be static,
Just know this:

Anticipation is good.
It means that you care.
It means that you care a lot
About life
And about your future.

Anticipation means you're ready.
You're ready for the world
To throw whatever it has at you.
It means that you're ready
To start your future.

It means you're up for the challenge.

Whether it be good, or
Whether it be bad,
It's everywhere.