I always do these posts a few days too late. Sadly. I procrastinate or forget or remember but don't set something up to remind myself. *hangs head* So here is my "transitioning months post" mashed up with some Dear Boy :D
Dear June,
I've much to expect from you.
~school ending.
~fun, that can't really be TOO MUCH to ask can it?
~swimming
~writing and growing and thoughs that I always think will strike me whenever a new phase of life comes up. Or month for that matter. I'm quite the dreamer
~a new blog design *crosses fingers*
~flowers and rain apparently... (raining right now)
~books, books, & more books! One I'm really excited about? The new Sarah Dessen! Already have it and can't wait to get started *super grin*
~spending the night tons and loads and bunches (that would be starting tomorrow)
~sweating and some tanning
~hopes for things coming in the fall will no doubt plague me. Hopes and fears anyhow
~the dying cramming for last minute school projects that need to be completed
~the worn jeans, the shorts, the t-shirts, the flip-flops, the toe nail polish, and the pool-water small constantly in my hair...
~barefeet
~the perfect swimsuit hopefully!!
~lots of hanging out with friends
~being young and free and wild
~clicky moments (you know, when something clicks into place in your head)
~being crazy
~blue skies with big puffy clouds
~logging a lot of reading hours and winning the B&N card at my library... *bites lip* I WANT!
~fangirling with Isabelle gazillions
~writing letters, watching movies, thinking how cool writing looks like on paper...
~laughing
~smiling
~hugging
~funning it up
I sure hope you deliver June. But you know, no pressure.
Love, Sierra
Dear swing,
You broke. Now where will we sit and talk?
Love, it's a love-hate-relationship
Dear blog,
Would you hate me terribly if I closed you?
Love, the author
Dear boy,
I want you know and I struggle to see how waiting will make me happier. Only if it means that our time together will be just oh so much sweeter. When you finally find me or I finally find you.
Love, the girl
Dear Mr.Bennet (my stuffed toy animal blue dog)
I wuvs you :D
Love from: the girl, the face, the arms, and the person (all squeezing)
Stop being so inspiring...grrrrr
Love, addicted
Dear life,
Please shape up and be niceee. Pleaseeeeee!
Love, Sierra
Dear computer,
Strange! I've been here ohmigoodness how long???!?!??!!?!?
Love, leaving now...
Kisses darling! xox!