The Woods Are Lovely, Dark, And Deep...

I'll leave the sentimental stuff until the end (I hope you read about my rather pleasant, ordinary Sunday first).

I slept in this morning for the first time in what feels like forever. I spent the morning playing games and avoiding doing any real work until I left to tutor for an hour and a half. I can't even tell you why I tutor so often.

After that, I went home and relaxed until 2:30 when me, my brother, and my dad left for Tommy's Eagle Ceremony. It was a nice ceremony, and I didn't vomit all over the place when I read the Eagle Charge and the Eagle Oath, so I'll consider this afternoon a success. A delicious meal was shared with great company after the ceremony. My family left around 6:00, and we went to pick up my mom and sister from the train station. They spent the day in the city at some Science and Technology Fair(?). Something to do with that.

At 7:00, I went to Frazer's house to rehearse for a wedding we're playing at on Saturday. I love the music we're playing, so practicing it this week is going to be enjoyable.

I got home around 8:30 and finished The Catcher in the Rye. Solid read.

I should be studying for the rest of my calc final tomorrow, but I'm going to finish writing my blip instead.

(Here comes the sentimental stuff)

One thousand. One thousand days have passed since my first day of high school. Days filled with adventure, accomplishment, and awe-inspiring sunsets. Happy days, sad days, and all of those other days. Major life milestones (with celebrations only a few months after), and ordinary days made wonderful just because I spent them with my friends. Over these past 1,000 days, I've learned a lot, but don't worry, I still do some stupid stuff. I've met people from around the world, and I've become better friends with people that live just across town. As the current seniors are freaking out about how this is their last week of high school ever, here I am, looking back at days like this and thinking about how it's going to feel when I won't be in this building every day. After all, I did start this whole journal to document my journey through high school. It's almost the end of my third year here, and I'm not ready to leave it just yet. I know that the world has a lot to offer, but I don't want to forget about all of the things high school, and more specifically, Wantagh, has taught me. I feel like I'm making it sound like I'm graduating in less (Les) than a month, but it's hard not to get sentimental knowing that kids that have been in the school system with you the whole way through won't be there next year. Now I'm going off on a tangent...I hope Holden would be proud.

I'm going to be a mess when it's finally my time to graduate and enter the world.

So...it's been 1,000 days. I'm proud that I made it this far. Here's to the next 1,000.