  My summer is shaping up. Because I cannot possibly imagine another summer of aimlessboredom and because I hate Spokane with a seethy passion, I plan on shipping out. Hello, urlLink Summer Study programs. I'll be just like Jessica Darling and escape the vast lameness of a town I can't stand.
Unlike the pre-collegiate kids in the brochures with their bright colored tube tops and rhinestone-encrusted sunglasses, I'm not in it to for "FRIENDS! ACTIVITIES! CLASSES! EXCITEMENT! TRIPS! SPORTS! NIGHTLIFE! EXPERIENCES! FUN! MEMORIES! " but rather the miles it will place between myself and home. In all the summer camps (and there have been many) that I have been in, I turn into hyperactive-singalonger, high on sunscreen and bug repellent.
Not so this summer. I will resume a role of sullen teenager, dress in all black, and use the Creative Wiritng class as an outlet for sexually charged poetry. Affectionately... Anna 
