Spilled Ink

Hey. So I went swimming this morning. And the pool water was --- ick ---dirty. Well, not that kind of dirty, but it was green and murky even though the sky was a perfect blue. So we kind of swam for only an hour before getting the heck out of there.

Before that, though, we ate one huge breakfast at Hotel del Rio's buffet. Rice, tocino, mini burger, pastries...yeah, I was pretty full.

Yesterday night, I had to tag along to IV-Graviton's party. Did I want to? A little, because of the food. But mostly, I knew I would feel like a complete tool, lying around and reading The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold which, by the way, is the same book my father is reading and it is a very beautiful story. I wasn't far off the mark. Well, whatever. I'm just a lowly freshman, and though I admire this batch, I'm not in their league nor will anyone ever be.

On the 18th of March, I visited St. Joseph. The backyard was approximately one half of Pisay's football field, and the rest of the school took up the other half of the field, which makes St.Jo only a fourth of Pisay, an eighth of INHS and a sixteenth of CPU.

It became smaller. I never thought that was in any way possible. 


Recollection/Retreat will be on Monday until Tuesday. Right now, I'm getting to work on another new novel.

Thanks for comin' round!