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Add up the things you’ve done and the total with be your title.
1. Had sex: $10.00
2. Smoked: $3.00
3. Got drunk: $7.00
4. Went skinny dipping: $5.00
5. Kissed someone of the opposite sex: $5.00
6. Kissed someone of the same sex: $5.00
7. Cheated on a test: $2.00
8. Fell asleep in class $0.50
9. Been expelled: $5.00
10. Been in a fist fight: $10.00
11. Given oral: $10.00
12. Got oral: $10.00
13. Prank called the cops: $3.00
14. Stole something: $2.00
15. Done drugs: $5.00
16. Dyed your hair: $0.50
17. Done something with someone older (like a few years): $3.00
18. Went out with someone OVER 18 (if your under 18): $4.00
19. Ate a whole thing of oreos: $0.50
20. Cried yourself to sleep: $1.00
21. Said you love someone but didnt mean it: $1.00
22. Been in love: $4.00
23. Got caught doing something that you shouldn’t have been doing: $1.00
24. Went streaking: $4.00
25. Got arrested: $5.00
26. Made out with someone: $2.00
27. Peed in the pool: $0.50
28. Played spin the bottle: $1.00
29. Done something you regret: $3.00
It finally actually feels like winter.
And I can’t say I’m complaining. I love it. I love how romantic winter is. I love snuggling after being outside. I love hot drinks and cute scarves. I love it all. I’ve been pretty pissy lately, but the winter makes it all better. I keep trying to find some idealistic reason for living and I’m not seeing what’s right in front of me. I’m not seeing that I have everything I need right in front of me.
A new season, a new perspective on everything.
Almost six months,
until I’m utterly and completely happy. Six months until I’m at my peak. Six months until I’m away from my parents for three weeks, and then I wait a month and leave for another week. Six months until weeks full of smiles and laughter. Six months until I’m with everyone I love. Six months until all pressure is off and I’m not afraid to be myself. Six months until I don’t have to worry about school, or drama, or bullshit. Six months until I rock that one piece and have a bonfire almost every night. Six months until delicious food and lavender. Six months until clear nights with millions of stars. Six months until I’m spending every second with Jesus. Six months until I’m outside 24/7. Six months until Capture the Flag. Six months until my pink streak. Six months until crazy songs and arts&crafts. Six months until my camera constantly needs charging. Six months until I’ll actually want to leave my phone alone. Six months until there isn’t a care in the world, and a breath of fresh air from the private school life. Six months until late nights and early mornings. Six months until gorgeous weather. Six months until I get to perform in a Talent Show. Six months until my hair is constantly braided. Six months until millions of bracelets and anklets and necklaces. Six months until optimism. Six months until absolute simplicity. Six months until pure and utter happiness.
Six months until Camp.
I have never been so excited.
<3
'Cause love took her hand like a thief, took her heart like a robber and the feelings that scare her become her relief.
Today is my one year anniversary. Usually I would write some long mushy post. Today I can’t. Simply because I can’t put anything I’m feeling into words. I’m overflowing with happiness. All I can say is thank you. Thank you for this year, thank you for all the kisses and the hugs, thank you for the good times and the bad. Thank you for being you. Exactly the way you are.
