This summer was a fast moving one. I was always off somewhere, camp, friend’s house, grandma’s house, and in total I probably spent two weeks in my own bed. I wish I had more time to relax and not do anything, but that was okay. I like having something to do at all times. I like it better than being bored, and I am used to it. Looking back at my posts I realized that the stories I liked sharing were the small ones, not the big crazy exciting ones. I don’t know why it turned out that way, just those stories seemed to be more fun to write about, or more fun to tell. That also means I had zero pictures to use, which sucked. During my summer I was always jumping off a cliff, swimming at camp or staying out at a friend’s house for a week. It was always an excitement with something to do at every turn. That also meant I had no time to settle down. I am looking forward to have that time. My summer was ever-changing, and that was amazing and bad at the same time. It was amazing because I was always happy, having fun. The bad part was when it came to things like homework, school supplies shopping and things like that, I just didn’t have time. Everything was back to back. I got home from camp, stayed one day with my parents then spent the next week at Piper’s birthday. It would have been nice for some chill time. Another good thing I had was I saw a lot of people. I saw all of my grandparents this summer. I saw around 75% of my friends. I got to things that not many people can say they did. Yes it was annoying, always doing something at every moment, but at the end of the day, this summer was so much fun.