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Monday, August 18th, 2003Today has been a very angry day for me, so to snap myself out of it (oh, if it were only that simple), I'm going to make a list of things that I love about summer: - the soft, rich green grass in the city parks - making clover blossom crowns so I can be Titania, Queen of the Faeries - the smell of pine needles in Muskoka - the shiny, shiny sun - being able to look at the stars at night and not freeze to death - Starbucks iced drinks - hammocks, and reading in them - driving around with my arm out the window and music blasting away - being able to show off my fancy t-shirts without the usual cardigan on top - flip flops in exciting new colours - hearing a loon on Gibson Lake - watching old Italian men play bacci ball in the park near my house - how my dad acts like a macho man when he barbeques - listening to the rain on the cottage roof late at night - those soft, cool summer days when you get to wear shorts and a sweater Everything else about summer I hate hate hate. Okay, so that didn't work at all in fixing my mood. But now you know that I do like some things about the present season, despite any of the bitching I might (and most likely will/have/always and currently) do.
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