This is the last week of school in 2014. It's supposedly a winter Spirit week in Athena, but not a lot of people dressed in white today, as the theme of the first day.
We had CPR training in gym class. Many firefighters came, to educate us about it. It was hands-only CPR, and we could practice it on dolls after a short briefing presentation. I've learned a lot of interesting things. In Hungary, CPR training is not obligatory for graduation. You need to get this sort of training when
you're doing your driver's licence. So this was very new for me. I also need to mention, that probably less people die of cardiac arrest in Hungary, than in the US. I think we all know why that is.
We wrote tall tales in Creative Writing. For quite some time now, I've been playing with the idea to be a writer, and every day, I get a sign, that I should be. The meaning of life is a long searched theory, but not all people realize, that there's an explanation is within everyone. Because everyone's leading a different life, we all have our own interpretations of it. For me, it's all about the stories. The stories we live, hear, see, tell and write. My life is all about making a better story. Funny, how much one can philosophize in Creative Writing.
The rest of the day was nothing extra special. I skyped my best friend in Hungary, heard what's happening with my friends at home. Seems like I'm missing out a lot, but still: this year counts as a better story.
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