Summer Memories

The Summer I was Fifteen…

“We’ll make the great escape.”
The summer we found that fast
cars and risky boys replaced
painting nails at sleepovers was our escape.
Doors into a new world,
words that poured out of
his mouth were meant to lull
me into seduction.
Submerged in the cool river,
all worries and conscientious
thinking vanished from my
freckled skin.
The make up that we slapped
on our faces melted away
as we broke the surface
of that murky water.
We were invincible,
all to impress a summer romance.
There was always room for more
Pixie Sticks to coat our mouths
and sly boys to cover our eyes.
Staying out late enough for mom
to wait up for us after leaping
through my open bedroom window
meeting the crisp night air.
Breathing deep, the smell of
grass and cologne met my nose
as my hands fly out his car window,
tracing the stars in the early
morning sky.
The summer we found fast
cars and risky boys was our
great escape.

Current Thoughts

Today officially marks one week before our departure for spring break; yah Bahamas! Not only am I very excited for that day, I also can't wait until my yearbook arrives. During my class, we looked at the on-line version. It turned out great.
The one thing that seems to be on my mind is how much I have to do, but how little time I have to get it all done. This seems to be the general trend of my senior year. Its not really the amount of work that I have to put into things, but rather the things that I have to get done. I have learned the value of responsibilities and strategical thinking. Everything has to be done for a reason to better myself. I am finally becoming an adult.
I am also coming to realize that I am ready to have someone become my companion. Usually relationships, and ideas that go along with that, were scary to me. But now I hate being alone. That sounds really sad and pathetic. I see all of my friends and family having things to do with the people that they love, and I know now that maybe I should have learned to love others more easily.

Interesting thoughts of today.

Senior Poem

This is the place where
we made our first friends.
This is where we
played capture-the-flag on the playground.
This is when we
entered our project into the science fair.
This is the classroom where
we smiled at our first crush.
This is the time that
we gave up old friends to be popular.
This is the feeling we had
when we first stepped into the final chapter.
This is when we realized
who our real friends were.
This is the person that
you would call your high-school sweetheart.
This is the last semester
until we can finally get out of this place.
And this is the last walk across that stage
before our lives change forever.