I woke up this morning and it occurred to me: It's the first day of summer! Finally! I've waited all year for this moment. I can forget all about school and people and grades and repetition; I can shut my brain off for three whole months and focus on the stupid little things, like what I'm going to have for lunch and how late I can stay up to still be able to function the next day.
The last day of school was great, if a bit boring. We spent the day playing a really addicting game called "Set." Set is the weirdest, most logical, stupidest, and yet best game in the world. It's a logic game where you have to make sets of three cards; the sets have to be either all the same or all different. It's confusing, but it's so addicting. We played it until we were all dizzy and our brains were practically melting!
Anther thing that happened on the last day of school: It rained. Surprise, surprise! It always rains! As soon as we were all outside waiting for our rides, it started pouring. Everyone ran under the pine tree like pigs running toward their trough. I huddled under there amongst the large crowd of soaked eighth graders, and then we saw the lightning strike.
"Get out from under the tree!" Everyone yelled, and then they dispersed as fast as they had come.
I rode home from school thinking about how my life has passed me by. It's going by, oh so quickly. I remember being a second grader, walking out of the doors of Mrs. Clark's second grade classroom at the end of the hall. I rode my scooter down the hall and out the door, then crossed the street and rode to my house. For the first time, I could tell everyone I was a third grader. It's hard to believe that I'm a ninth grader now, 5'7", 125 lbs, light brown hair and sea blue eyes.
I'm looking forward to this summer. Soccer camp is next week, Youth Conference is in two weeks, our family trip to Alaska is a month from now, and lots of fun camping trips will follow that. This summer will be one to remember, and I'm so excited. I've come to learn that we need things to remember, because if there is nothing memorable in our lives, what is there worth living for?
I close my eyes, only for a moment, then the moment's gone.
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, with curiosity
Dust in the wind
all they are is dust in the wind.
I hope this year will be one to remember!
So far I hope it has been. You got a good part in the musical.
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