School-wise things have been going quite well. Although I sometimes miss the perks of homeschooling, I still love public school. Getting to see and meet people has opened many doors for me, and getting to see friends is fun everyday. I can honestly say that I have become much more outgoing and more confident in social situations since I started.
The other day I finally got around to finishing the book my brother gave me for Christmas, Kestrel's Midnight Song. It was spectacular, and truly breathtaking, which was no surprise after all of the raving reviews I had heard. It deserves a post of its own and a full review, which hopefully I will someday produce. If not, I will leave you with this: J.R. Parker will not leave you disappointed or angry, but fulfilled and happy and waiting for his next work to hit the shelves.
I also just finished, literally a few hours ago, Immanuel's Veins by Ted Dekker. You all know that I'm a HUGE Dekker fan, and this latest work just proved to me why I am. I was a bit.... puzzled by the first part. Puzzled is not quite the right word. I don't know what would be. But as I neared the 50% mark (yes, I was reading on my Kindle :D ) I began to see things more clearly. The ending delivered a powerful message that left emotion clogged in my throat until just recently. After I had read the final word of that book I wanted to run around the house screaming, "I've been saved by the blood!!"
Oh! Saturday, I went to a monster truck show in Rapid City with the family and found it quite.... disappointing. :( I guess I just went in with too high of expectations. A couple of trucks roared around in a circle and drove over a pile of cars a couple of times. I was expecting a few more cars to be crushed, but I suppose.... The arena was awfully tiny. The motorcyclists were pretty cool though! They performed some amazing tricks.
And so as this day draws to a close, so does my spring break. My nights of staying up until three watching movies and reading and lounging about all day. So ends my freedom from school and homework. So ends my freedom of the never ending bus rides! So ends my freedom of wearing sweat pants all day! So ends my freedom of!....... Ahem, well, yes. Anyway. I am very sad that my spring break is coming to a close, but it does mark the beginning of that last final stretch before spring actually begins. Before the snowing finally becomes more and more infrequent, before the tiny blades of green grass begin to push up from the soil, before the meadowlarks begin their constant singing, and before I can finally stop wearing a sweatshirt all the time because it's so cold EVERYWHERE. Sadly even in the school. >_> Yes, I am very much looking forward to spring and summer. But until then we shall have to be content with the current conditions of many things.
Farewell for now!
In His Service,
Brenna
