I had the perfect last night of summer.
And I've learned a couple things about myself.
1. I get way too excited when shooting a gun, and sometimes forget to aim.
2. I get more scared during scary movies then I do when guys take me to a creepy tunnel, with creepy stories and try to get me to end up in one of their laps. I didn't even jump.
And I really like genuine compliments.
Summer 2012. You've been great to me.