Today we had it very similar to before, spending little time drawing (none in fact) and lots of time exploring our souls and such.
Specifically, after the dancing, we were told to get angry. We were partnered up with someone of the opposite sex and told that this person was our sworn enemy, that we hated them. Had to keep eye contact at all times, making angry eyes as we tried to make ourselves angry. Then, all of a sudden we had to release all that anger vocally, screaming! We did that two times, and the third time we had to say things in our native language, as well as imagining that the person in front of us was ourselves, and we had to get angry with ourselves, with our flaws.
It was a very surreal experience, but none the less worth it. I wonder how tomorrow will play out.