Mock trial competition this Saturday, and I’m terrified and so excited. I really feel like this will be my year.

I feel that because my brother does not understand American society, he may experience a lot of trouble. He’s made friends and stuff, but when he’s attempted to participate in sports, it hasn’t worked out well. He doesn’t understand the stigma of violence. I don’t know if I’m saying that correctly, but he doesn’t understand that supporting violent behavior is bad. I understand this to an extent from an experience I had in India. My sister and her husband have a 2-3 year old boy. While we were traveling around India, they bought him a toy gun which I thought was really inappropriate. I, of course, did not say anything, but they way they played with him and gun told me, violence was not that big of a deal to them. They did not really care they were simulating death to this child. I don’t know. Stuff like that really bothers me.

My college decision making process has become more difficult. I don’t know what I want to do. Oglethorpe’s accreditation is iffy now. I don’t want to do what my parents want. I want to do what I want. I’m not totally sure what I want anymore though.