Day 6--00:44 Dorm 1-12B

I never got around to telling Raonie about Charamore's absences. Even now, it being well passed lights out, the wookiee is back late. Someone needs to be told about it, but come on, I can't be the only one seeing what's going on. Maybe I should let someone who knows what they are doing here deal with it. I am not the wookiee's babysitter after all. Anyways, Raonie seems happier not discussing her friends odd behavior. And I don't like seeing her depressed.

Speaking of which, Roanie thinks it would be cool if I joined up with her study group now, instead of later like previously planned! How cool is that? While I can't do a lot (I mean A LOT of their exercises, I could observe and get pointers that way. I think its a really awesome idea and tomorrow... I mean later today, I'll run it by Master Skywalker and get his opinion on it. Its during the afternoon break, so I wouldn't be able to go until I am done sweeping, but I would only miss a bit of the information. And no one else seems too excited to show me how to use a lightsaber or anything. I am still struggling with how to move a rock! Master Skywalker assures me I am making progress and that with a little patience I would realize that myself. But really, I have only been working on this 'Jedi stuff' for 3 days; how much progress can be made?

My ankle is FINALLY getting stronger, and I even managed a jog enroute to the temple yesterday and almost kept up with the rest at the end of the final group lecture at the end of the day. Still not major progress, because I ended up walking the second half of the way, but hey, I am trying.

"At this rate," Raonie informed me after running down the path to the temple yesterday, "You just might make a decent Jedi."

"Thanks for your vote of confidence," I said, only half sarcastic. Then we broke down laughing. I threw a dirt clod at her, just to get one levitated and tossed back at me. Some people take stuff so personally... :P

I wonder what my family, especially Sonora would think of me, throwing balls of dirt while sitting on a filthy temple. I am sure I had dirt makes on my face too. Not very princess-like, huh? My sister would find this so amusing.

During my session with Master Skywalker, we had a serious discussion about my future here. I don't know if its a good or bad thing. "Do you like it here?" he asked me, when I was trying to levitate a 3 inch long piece of cord. I dropped it at the odd question, and asked curiously, "Why do you ask?"

"You didn't seem really into being here, that is all," Master Skywalker replied, "I know you the republic pretty much forced you to be here, and all, but you are free to go, in case you want to."

"Is this a hint?" I asked bitterly, "Am I just not working but or something?"

"No no no no," he replied, "I just want you here under your own free-will."

"Whatever, Master Skywalker, you know as well as I do that if I return home now, I will be dishonored by my family. You are stuck with me. Think of me like that moldy spot on your wall. I am never going to go away."

Hoping to make him laugh and ease the tension a bit, I made light of the situation. Instead he grew rigid and stared aghast at me.

"How'd you know about the mark on my wall?!"