Summer nights

It's weird. We only left school two weeks ago today. Fourteen days? You're telling me that I've spent fourteen days away from school and I'm already writing about going back? Well, that's what's happening, so let's get after it.

Perhaps the reason it seems like time flew by in these two weeks is because, well, time flew by. It only took me and Vicki some three days before we saw each other again. She came up to Watertown for a couple of days, and us and my friends from home went to the beach. (What's even better about this is that we've been trying to go to the beach for two years. Contrary to what my back skin will say, it was worth it.) Which was a ton of fun. Again, contrary to what my back skin will say. A tip for anybody who gets buried up to their neck - breathe slowly. Especially if your friends use mud sand to patch you up, because you don't really have that much room to breathe.

Um, what else, I introduced Vicki to the Chateau and its delicious dining, went to Plymouth for a few days and got some tacos, and I've been keeping up with the Celtics and how they probably don't deserve to win 70% of the games they play, but somehow win 80% of said games. Oh, and playing basketball. Lots and lots of basketball. Which has become a staple for being in Watertown over the summer, which I can hopefully bring with me to Stonehill. Especially since I'll be living in O'Hara Village. And then there was our scavenger hunt, which was awesome as usual. Well, by usual, I mean awesome as the first and only other time we've had one. The list was better this time, and although the end result wasn't as close between the two teams this time around, I had just as much fun. Since I've planned both of our scavenger hunts for the crew in Watertown, I'm excited to tackle the third one, and see how I can make it new and interesting.

I've also come to the conclusion that I'm literally going nowhere with this point. I'm just typing because, well, stuff happened and I thought it would be cool to talk about it. Which is interesting, because seven minutes ago, when this page was blank, I was going to write about going back to school. Which hasn't happened yet (in this post (and in real life)). And since I don't want to have another horribly lengthy blog post (although I feel as though I'm past that point now...), I'll save Stonehill for when I get to Stonehill. Just seems to make more sense.