Mari died yesterday.. the doctors couldn't do anything... noone did ANYTHING. She just stepped off the railing and noone stopped her... noone NOTICED. the doctors think she had some sort of seizure. I can't stop crying. The monitors locked me up in this stupid place and I can't do anything. they don't care about any of us they just want us to do whatever it is were here to do. I hate them.

We are now finally, officially, and permanently settled, moved in, relocated, situated, nonnomadic, and positioned. And we've been having extra language courses.

The Social is dated: August 26th.

The work is harder: Almost twice the homework...

The food is better: no wait, it's not... it's still the terrible nutritious stuff...

And the time is short, I have to go.

Back... these exercises are demanding... Jacob's my familiar in the Games, now. We stayed up for 37 hours straight trying to finish one Game this week. It's crazy.

Mari has another appointment soon, when we all get our free periods. That should be this Saturday, but the Monitors might fool with the schedule, "for the sake of the Race."

We also should begin moving this Wednesday. They say they've found a spot, but won't tell us where it is (secrecy's sake, of course). Coryn's excited... She likes moving... I think she's weird. :P

And then (blissful thought) comes the Social! You'll note now that it's coming for certain I've begun capitilizing it, just to accentuate its importance.

-Monitor Private Comments-

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19.05.05, 22:04
Monitor Login 0012
North Wing Men's Wardroom, Panel 332
Subject: 'P, Corey'

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Subject prepared for advanced studies and progressive team simulation. Recommend deputation with D, Jacob; H, Mari; N, Coryn; and S, Nikolai.

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Good news: we are having the social.
Bad news: we're going to have to relocate again, and we can't have the social until then. That'll be in about a month, they said. We don't know where, yet.

I talked to Sam today. He said he and Rachel are doing well, especially when they found out how big the officers' quarters were. He said they were easily double the size of our wardrooms...

All the students had an evacuation drill today during classes. It took about an hour, but everyone got into the Tunnels safe enough, and the lights were bright enough that Mari didn't have any trouble. Of course, it took another hour to get everybody back into their buildings, so classes were finished early.

Tomorrow brings our first set of Critical Exams. *crosses fingers*

Now's chapel, so ends this entry.