Well well well.... Today is the last day of school. Imagine that. Half of the students had the same idea.
Wear shorts.
(We have a no shorts policy here.) I was smart about it thought. My shorts are under my pants.
Wear shorts.
(We have a no shorts policy here.) I was smart about it thought. My shorts are under my pants.
I am brilliant. I know. Later today my friends are coming over to study for CLC. (ROTC Camp) I am so excited. I have never like...group studied at my house before. This is like, the prime high school experience. It was a good year. I feel like high school has been a sort of social experiment. Watching teens interact with each other is so entertaining. They are so carefree. I wish I was that carefree, but mom says that I am too serious. She is right. This summer I am going to try to be less serious. Maybe flirt a lot more easily. Maybe tell of a minor crush. Who knows. (Okay, actually no. Crushes fade and therefore need to be concealed from their victim.) This summer, my goal is to learn how to swim the butterfly stroke. I also intend to get a job as a lifeguard. To do that I must first get certified. My friend Tito says the place to go is the YMCA.
Okay, I would love to talk more, but a Socratic seminar is starting and I want to listen. They are discussing whether Macbeth's story in Shakespeare's Macbeth is Fate, Destiny, Determinism or Free Will. I did a project, so I am not part of the seminar, but I chose a mixture of Destiny and Free Will. I will possibly write again tomorrow. Have a great day.
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