I can't wait until the weather starts cooling off. I'm sick of summer. Really and truly. I have a weird tan thing going on. I can't wear tank tops without risking other people teasing and laughing at me. I would have gone outside without a book, but I was worried that I'd be bored and miserable in the sun with nothing to do but breathe. The shadows ruined everything.

So, summer, please, please, please go away. Come back next year when I'm in a better mood.