So, the other night after curfew my RA has
everyone meet in our hallway. It’s been raining really heavily all
afternoon and everything is extreemly saturated. So we decide to sneak
out and go play in the rain… yea, the entire 2nd floor snuck out. So,
we get out there and I know what you’re thinking, “they’re gonna go
play in the rain? that’s a girly thing to do”. Yea, until you factor in
that we are playing tag…. tackle tag… If you get tackled you are it.
Guys hit hard. I didn’t make many tackled, but there’s no doubt I
earned respect, taking hard hits from 200 pound guys. We then played
smear the queer. For those of you who don’t know what that is, we tied
a shirt into a ball and threw it up in the air. Whoever catches it has
to run… everyone else is trying to tackle him. When he gets tackled he
throws it up int he air and the whole game starts over . It’s a man’s sport.

I love Lee

In other news, I’ve been playing alot of ultimate frisby. I’ve been playing raquet ball and volleyball and DDR.

A girl let me borrow a saxaphone that she can’t play. It turned out
to be a nice one so now I’m teaching myself to play again (I used to
play in the 8th grade. Violin is still coming well.