No, Morgan, not Summer Roberts!No, Eddie, not the lostprophets song!Just summer, the season.Though I'm pretty sure Eddie was sucked into another universe by a black hole and definitely isn't reading this.What awesome "winter" weather we've been having in Sydney recently!Got me all thinking about summer again.I remember last summer as an extremely
Free time.
The great weight of the HSC
And the UAI
Had been lifted from my shoulders
And doing nothing was just fine.
University was still unknown,
Far off in the distance,
With seemingly endless possibilities.
It was easy to get excited about it then.
After months of rain
Rain
Rain
Coldness,
Sick kids at work,
Disappointing football season,
Summer
Is what I'm looking forward to,
Just for a change, if anything.
A lot of people like to define themselves as "summer" or "winter" people
But I don't really see why you'd want to restrict yourself like that.
It's not like sexuality,
There's no choice to be made.
You have to have both!
By the end of the season I'm usually ready for whatever's next.
So, I'm biseasonal, I suppose ha ha.
Excuse my terrible joke
And my strange logic.
At Hurstville Oval.
I got his signature,
Along with Nathan Bracken's and Steven Smith's.
I remember feeling too old to be lining up
(Especially as I was in Steven Smith's class back in primary school.)
But I never got the chance to do that as a kid so ohhh wellll.
I also went to Mooloolaba,
The water there was so salty my eyes hated me.
Apparently I didn't take any photos up there.
I also went to Cronulla quite a bit which was a bit different for me.
On one of those days I wore my plain blue T-shirt (which is now my lucky T-shirt)
While walking over Como bridge as my mates were picking me up from the other side.
I listened to




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