I love the Y. For as long as I can remember, I've been coming there every summer. My mom made sure my brother and I took swimming lessons every summer. I practically lived in the water, which also explains my chlorine and sun altered blonde hair every summer. I love how the Y isn't too crowded during the week. There's always a sunny chair waiting for me to sit and read. Plus, now that I'm 18, I can enjoy the cool water without stupid ten year old boys splashing me.
I'm trying so desperately hard to get rid of my Keyhole tanlines. It's fighting a losing battle.
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