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Anticipation

I was going through that little chapter I wrote a month ago, and smiling because I wrote something about how it won't stop snowing and how I'm sick of it. That was March.
It's funny how things change with out warning.
Currently, I'm sitting on my bed with my window open, and all I hear are the birds chirping and the breeze blowing. It's 7o degrees. A month ago it was snowing.
:)
I knew things would change eventually, I also knew I just had to be patient. And I was.
What else did I write about? Being stuck in time? I believe I said something along the lines of seeing something coming in the future and not being able to reach it?
Guess what?
I reached it.
I believe I was referring to my April break trip to Virginia beach with my music department. I went last weekend. It was everything I hoped it would be.
A twelve hour bus ride to get there, but it was like a little corner of a town with ice cream parlors, clothing stores, hotels, and carnivals, right next to the beach. Bright and sunny. Beautiful.
The entire trip was a lot of fun; staying up late, waking up early sort of trip, but it was worth it. I was worried about my friend because she has gotten in a fight with one of the juniors from show choir on the first night and she seemed really out of it, like she didn't want to talk to me for the first couple days. I hung out with her a bit, mostly my friends from down the hall. But on the day before we left, everything went uphill. Me, her and my two other friends spent our free time shopping and laughing. We bought mathing t-shirts, oh my god we are lame. (Just kidding, they are pretty cute.) that night we went on this boat party thing, and we danced and sang and had fun. When we got back to the hotel, two of our friends had to leave for Florida. So we said goodbye, ditched our dressed and shoes, threw on shorts and ran out to the beach. The shy was dark and the sand was cool under my feet, but the air was warm (ish) and the stars were shining. We ran across the beach to be water and collapsed into the sand laughing. It was such a jewel of a moment. But then we got hungry. We walked to Ben and jerrys and got ice cream.
I'm so sad that trip is over, and I'm going back to school the day after tomorrow. But I have fun plans for today! What I can't stop thinking about is summer. 47 school days left until the end of my freshman year; 47 school days left until parties, long walks in the sunshine, ice cream, beach days, night swimming, no school work. All smiles.
The anticipation is killing me.