My favorite Julia is...
Wearing interesting stockings, has flipped up hair, and is talking enthusiastically about food (i.e., wasabi nuts or sponge candy.)
My favorite Jacob is...
fresh from the shower, smells like soap, has unusually poofy hair that is a result of brushing it back while its wet, is wearing a t-shirt and his every-day jeans without socks, and is snuggling into my shoulder.
My favorite Sarah is...
wearing her camp-councellor best, cooking quesadillas, and dancing via shaking her butt.
My favorite Keight is....
barely coherent, balled up under a crew blanket. She slips into a deep sleep mid-sentance, only to wake up half an hour later and say to my back, "Whoops, dosed off..." and attempts to resume the conversation.
My favorite Zac is...
wearing a white, pin-striped shirt, is standing 12 inches from my face on the edge of a stage, staring me straight in the eyes with his celery-colored ones, quietly loving the fact that I have to miror his every move, and slowly, calmly, deflty, pinching his own nipples.
My favorite Alex is...
Dragging his hand across his rumpled red hair painfully in an attempt to stifle his awkwardness and hiding his eyes behind the glare off of his glasses.
My favorite Carissa is...
shaking out her leg in preparation for her dance to appease the bowling gods.
My favorite Caitlyn is...
lying face-down on her desk, crinkling her papers, wheezing with laughter over the fact that I just voiced exactly what she was thinking: how much more stupid than her everyone is.
Life goal: capture all of these flashes of adorability acurately on paper or film.
Love you guys!
posted by M.Jazz @ 1:51 PM
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