8 September 2014 endless summer

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“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” 

― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

Summer: a time where crisp whites against tan skin is mandatory, where beaches are begging to be explored and a time where life really starts becoming how it should be. 

In two months, or so, I start my last summer of high school, and somehow I have placed this pressure on myself to experience the best summer yet. 

Although sailing around the Mediterranean and tanning in Capri isn't exactly likely (unfortunately!) I'm making a promise to myself to live every day like it was my last, a mantra I really believe in (yet barely follow!) I want to create  the kind of memories you recount years down the track, laughing at the fun times you had when you were young, ambitious, and ever so naive.