summer (duh)
tennis, badminton, sports that involve me jumping up because I'm only five foot four (and a little bit)
playing games on the grass courts that aren't tennis because they don't involve rackets and the teams are about six per side
doing homework on the school lawn but getting distracted and coming in still with books closed
the perfect English summer
the terrible English summer
the crazy English weather
lessons outside (rather, begging our teachers for lessons outside)
sports day (kill me now please)
swimming gala (seriously kill me now!)
having grass wars (yes I'm serious) and getting grass literally everywhere
dreaming of topless beach hotties, actually sitting in front of Mr. Smith droning on about inequalities or something along those lines...
the most perfect time of the year...
So there you have it: my list of what this photo means to me... why I actually took it in the first place, I'm not totally sure but hey, I like it so who cares! What does it make you think of?
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