should be a break from school, right? Wrong. It's just this cycle of work at Rice. You have something new every day. Tons of things due on the same day. A bunch of stuff to memorize that I'll forget by next year.
Anywaysss...I'm doing well. Field hockey game vs Harwood yesterday. We won. 3-0. Shut out. I had nothing to do with it though. Friday night we had a team dinner. Went swimming. Ate junk food. Sung around a campfire. A lot of fun:) Sam and Joe showed up too at the end which was neat.
I still have the good mood going, beyond the stress. It helps. A lot. I've come to an acceptance. And I'm reading a book of pleasure for once. Even if it is a very disturbing book. It's written in the structure of poetry. RJ came up to me in study hall and was like "Are you reading poetry?" So I told him it was really a novel just written in the form of poetry. Then he asked if it was for school or pleasure. "Pleasure," I replied. He and I both agreed that a lot of the time, you get more out of books when you just read them on your own. Relaxed. Lost in another world without a cloud looming ahead full of due dates, analyses, essays, etc.
I went shopping with my mom yesterday. Bought a new stick, some shirts and tanks. We met up with Brendan for lunch. I miss him so much. He's gonna travel to Europe in like...a year and a half. Good for him. But good luck. He talked about dumpster diving.
Yes, my mixed up thoughts. Tomorrow I'm going to breakfast with my mom and maein. Ryan and Kizzles are coming home tonight so they may join us. I miss him too. And her in fact. She'll make a good sister.
If they ever get married, that is.
I just found out that my brother jumped out of an airplane.
~M
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