Quarantine summer

Entry 1:

I still find myself feeling the slightest bit upset that school was cancelled for the end of the year. When I first found out that schools were closing due to the pandemic, I couldn’t have been happier, especially since they initially only closed them until April 27th. I remember my friend Manny was at my house playing guitar with me when we found out, and as we read the message we looked at each other as the widest smiles on both our faces. We thought we had all the time in the world, and I guess we were right since it’s July 8th and nothing seems to be going back to normal anytime soon. 

Missing the end of the year though left me a little more down than I thought it would when I found out back in April. God, April feels like it was just yesterday and it was almost four months ago. I guess quarantine has really messed with my sense of time since this morning feels like it was years ago. But anyway, the end of school always brings out a special kind of excitement in me and I imagine the same for many others. As the days fall away quickly behind you and a summer that brings endless possibilities comes closer and closer, that excitement grows and grows. As the term ends so does the workload, and the last days are spent watching movies and hanging out in your favorite teachers rooms with your favorite friends, planning and plotting the days of freedom you have ahead. But we missed out on that this year. Thank god I wasn’t a senior and I still have one more last day left, except it won’t be the same. I won’t be coming back to JQUS the summer after that and I won’t have days of freedom ahead of me. I’ll just have the real world staring me down.

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Entry 2:

I just recently heard about the group of monkeys that just entered the Stone Age. Somewhere deep in the forests and the jungles, an ape is constructing a dull ax or hammer out of some sticks and rocks it found on the ground. Some part of me hopes these monkeys grow angry at us humans and seeks revenge in some “Planet of The Apes” turned-real scenario. I don’t see anything too wrong with that. We had our shot at this world. We had our shot and we screwed it up, for thousands of years we destroyed the planet and everything that lived on it including ourselves. We’ve had our chance to climb the mountains and swim the oceans of the world but we did not just do that, we polluted the oceans and stripped down the mountains. I just hope the monkeys learn from us and don’t try to rule the world or conquer the people like we did. Hopefully they just keep their mouths shut and build little cottages and don’t start taking themselves too seriously like we all did. Also if this scenario I just imagined somehow does come true, I hope the monkeys wait until I turn 21.

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Entry 3:

The summer days in the city are always something special. It doesn’t vary from city to city either, they all give off the same unique feeling. The air is always hot and sticky from the humidity and the leaves are all a dark and vibrant green. The sun stays up high in the sky for what feels like forever, and then departs suddenly to leave the Earth in a dark and cool haze. The summer nights are louder than any other season. People stay out late talking loudly and walking slowly to wherever it is they have to go. Skaters stay out until the street lights come on with the sound of the wheels of their broads scraping the pavement echoing around the tall buildings that canopy the sidewalks. The smell of the heat wafting up from the boiling streets, making the already smoldering air even hotter, carries over the entire city. The junkies come out in full force, moving quickly and hurriedly like ants down the alleys and side streets, getting places with routes only they know. The children stay out at the playground until their parents can’t take the heat anymore and force them to come home into the air conditioning and just like that the day is over.