What Is Summer Magic

I Never Believed In The Magic Of Summer, But Now I Don't Want To Let Go Of It

It makes you feel happy like an old soul.


A couple months ago I wrote a poem that I was never really sure what it was about.

Deep inside the blue
There's a place where we are but don't exist
And a voice whispers at us to run
To escape and find a mirage that isn't there
To venture and get lost
To find love and break it
To find joy and sadness
To find ourselves and hone them
To live life like we might die tomorrow

Little did I ever know that this was a cry for a moment in life that wasn't ordinary. I wanted an adventure, a pivotal event. I wanted to live a life like the characters from those movies who live an adventure in the span of three months when they are free from their duties. I wanted to live one of those summers that movies make us crave. I wanted the magic of it all.

For many of us, summer has come to an end, and we are back with the ugly reality of life. School has begun in many educational complexes – unless you go to a UC, where classes start way after almost everybody is almost done with their own classes.

But even while being in a school that lets you enjoy the smallest remainder of summer, we still crave those magical nights we so dearly enjoyed. They seem terrifically lively compared to the stale, routinary life we begin once the professor posts the syllabus on the school website. We begin to dream about those summer nights, somehow full of magic and wondrous events.

I never really understood people's obsession with summer; going out with friends on adventures not properly planned, getting lost and somehow finding a spot that becomes dear to you and everyone you went with. Those summer nights where every possibility is a kiss away from you. I never really understand any of that.

Most of my summers consisted of me staying inside and watching whatever I found amusing. (One summer, I binge-watched 5 seasons of Pretty Little Liars in 2 weeks.) (Plz don't judge me.) I never found joy in the idea. I was always one of those weirdos who preferred to be sitting down in a class rather than being home all day.

But now I get it...I think. I've gotten a sip from that ambrosia that is called summer and honestly, I don't want it to end.

They say magic doesn't exist, but magic isn't only that supernatural force that you can use to instantly move from place to place, to place curses, to fly. It's more than that, and you can feel it.

Magic is real, and I learned that this past couple of weeks. It's like, sometimes I wish to use this magic and cast a spell that will make all these nights last longer.

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A Letter To My Freshman Dorm Room As I Pack Up My Things

Somehow a 15' x 12' room became a home.


Dear Geary 411,

With your creaky beds, concrete walls, and mismatched tile floors, you are easily overlooked as just another room we were randomly assigned to— but you were different. Inside your old walls, I have made some of the best memories of my life that I will hold on to forever.

Thank you for welcoming my neighbors in with open arms who quickly became friends who didn't knock and walked in like you were their own.

I feel like an apology is needed.

We're sorry for blaring the music so loud while getting ready and acting like we can actually sing when, in reality, we know we can't. Sorry for the dance parties that got a bit out of control and ended with us standing on the desks. Sorry for the cases of the late-night giggles that came out of nowhere and just would not go away. Sorry for the homesick cries and the "I failed my test" cries and the "I'm dropping out" cries. We're sorry for hating you at first. All we saw was a tiny and insanely hot room, we had no idea what you would bring to us.

Thank you for providing me with memories of my first college friends and college experiences.

As I stand at the door looking at the bare room that I first walked into nine months ago I see so much more than just a room. I see lots and lots of dinners being eaten at the desks filled with stories of our days. I see three girls sitting on the floor laughing at God knows what. I see late night ice cream runs and dance battles. I see long nights of homework and much-needed naps. Most importantly, I look at the bed and see a girl who sat and watched her parents leave in August and was absolutely terrified, and as I lock you up for the last time today, I am so proud of who that terrified girl is now and how much she has grown.

Thank you for being a space where I could grow, where I was tested physically, mentally and emotionally and for being my home for a year.


A girl who is sad to go

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What I Wish I Knew About Life After High School Before I Had To Live It

Life after high school isn't always what you expected it to be.


So you're about to graduate high school and you think you have it all figured out. You and your best friends are going to stay close throughout college and you're going to take those long road trips in college to see each other. Think again.

Life after high school isn't always what you want it to be. You think you'll miss high school, you'll always be close with your high school besties, and you'll have all this free time in college. That's just not entirely true. I personally do not miss high school. I don't really talk to anyone I went to high school with on a regular basis, and I'm totally OK with that. I have friends in college that I believe will be my lifelong friends whereas my friends in high school didn't make an effort to keep in contact with me after high school.

I haven't had all the free time I've dreamed of in college, because I'm busy with school and meetings. When I'm not doing homework, I'm making sure the rest of my life is in order and all my stuff for school is in line. I'm not the crazy party girl that people think I am because of where I go to school. I'd rather sit in bed and watch Netflix than go out with my friends. I'm not a 4.0 student, but I work so hard in my classes just to make sure that I'm passing. I study a week before tests and still don't always make A's. And that's OK. It's not what I expected during my college years, but it's what's happening, and most of my friends are the same way.

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Just know that life in college isn't all easy, breezy, and beautiful like Covergirl. It's hard and you will struggle whether it be in school or with your friends. College isn't always complete freedom. You'll be tied down with school and life and you won't have the free time that you always imagined. You won't always be best friends with your high school friends. You won't be taking those road trips because you won't be able to afford them, and if you're like me, your parents won't let you.

College won't be exactly what you dreamed it'll be, but it'll be some of the best years of your life.

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