Sommarlov

It's gotten quiet since my arrival from the island. I can summarize my Summer in fyra words: Black hair, Bohemian flair. Before taking my escape, I dyed my hair jet black, of which I now noticed the few strands fading at the night realm. Andros Island served true to itself by attracting tourists with a reward of marine blue and forests. I struggled with swimming, though I won't deny that floating was a breeze. I could float forever, out in the Atlantic, lost, careless, tranquil. Dinners were magnificent, endearing, a setting that held cosiness, I would never lose to cherish my luxe. There were times of grace on thread,  shut out as a lamentable creature, silent as washed whelks. Those times need not to be remembered. Earlier, just hours apart from now, my father and I came to school. Open house is next week, and having been just a week off, my excitement is indefinable. Receiving my schedule has lit my spirits like during Winter Break. I have Advanced placement Chem. and psy., four aice classes, and my regular class, surprise, surprise, is Algebra II. It's the 3rd time I've been placed in Marine Sci. I initiated my interest in the major in 5th grade, and it wasn't till day 1 of 9th grade second semester that I had the privilege of reserving myself to what I dovote most upon. As if fate has it way, I changed due to being admitted in Kemi honors. I wasn't prepared to lose my hopes, not just yet. So I assigned once in Marine Science online and shortly thereafter, was withdrawn by my teacher. With Fall coming, I happen to snatch a chance of  aice M. S. aice General paper, the uppermost popular of 10th grade English, is printed in ink, truth and dare. One of my friends, however distant, said that aice thinking skills helps your SAT and ACT. So, taking my journey to adrenaline heights, I requested that. God had mercy, my 2nd chances aflight, spirit rose, a moment of downfall morose... My mother is home, while I wonder when I'll cross over Nome. I wave my last, so that I might leave to mend other deeds.