heat wave

We had such a warm weekend... it made me really nostalgic for the summer. I love, more than a lot of things, laying in the sun. Whenever I go to the beach with friends, instead of swimming or playing frisbee, I am the one who rejoices in the world's best naps, bare skin kissed by the sun. Too bad I have such trouble tanning, but, I don't even care. This weekend we spent a couple of hours laying by the pool, enjoying the nearly ninety degree weather, and I brought my summer issues of GQ Style and Men's Vogue, and we just looked at boys, both in print and in person. I just love the warmth all over my body, and I love baring myself, haha.

Not just for summer, I'm getting nostalgic for home as well. I haven't missed home until this week, and I'm not sure if that's good or bad. I seriously had no desire to leave here until recently, and it's not like I don't love it here more than anything, but I actually want to go home -- not only to see friends, but also to just.. be home. My bed, my room, my shower, my cats, my parents, my store/work, my cars, my other clothes, my couch, my living room, my neighbourhood, my house, my mother's cooking... and definitely my friends. Thanksgiving could not have come at a better time, though it has snuck up on me. I can hardly believe I'll be at home, in bed, in 48 hours. Hopefully the time change won't screw with me too much... I'll just drink some green juice, I swear, magical jet-lag remedy. And it was good the time I had to take a Calculus final the Monday after Prom... hadn't thought about that for a long time. I can't believe I was in high school last year! This is so much better for me. I love my life, and I am beyond excited to go home for a few days.