still breathing

Dear cycling class,
Keep kicking my butt. I will keep complaining, but just keep kicking, because let's be honest, it feels good to bike 11.6 miles without dying.

Still breathing,
Amanda


Dear teenagers in books I read and shows I watch,
Thanks for making me boy crazy. Now if you could actually find me a boy that would be great. Wait, let me specify, not a teenage boy, a real man.

Thanks a million,
Amanda


Dear best camp-out of my life,
Don't ever change. Unless you want to come back and be better than the first time.

Slow clap,
Amanda