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I've been trying to study and prepare for NEWTs, but I find my mind wandering to the virus. It might be because I've still yet to contract it, and I feel like those without the virus's numbers are running low. I remember Luna saying she thinks it's some sort of punishment. But from who? The only punishment I know, besides a scolding from my mum, is from the war. I hate to think it, but who else could possibly bring such a punishment upon us other than another dark lord or evil being. It can't be completely bonkers, right? The presence of the crazy man and werewolf in the forest, in addition to the Quarantine and virus can't all be coincidental.
I wish we had some explanation for this. After the war, I wouldn't wish this upon anyone. Haven't we suffered enough? On top of this impending doom, I have the most important exams of my life to worry about.
I don't think I can even feel excited about Hogsmeade. It'll only be a distraction from my studies.
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February 7th, 2010 11:24am ] |
It's happened again, hasn't it? An Another murder.
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January 27th, 2010 5:23pm ] |
Oh, no. At least when the ground was covered in that mist, there was no day-dreaming out the window and I could get some studying done. Now the outdoors is just too distracting.
Not that the mist being gone is a bad thing. Maybe my dreams of him will stop.
Only about three months remain until exams.
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January 12th, 2010 9:23pm ] |
I dreamt that NEWTs were now, and I hadn't studied. I hadn't even prepared. And I had never heard of any of the material the questions were based upon. I am going to begin studying every evening after dinner until curfew. I'll be in the library, hopefully in the seats by the section of books on the art of Divination. No one is ever snooping around there, no wonder. If anyone cares to join me there, you'll know where I'll be.
That dream ... I haven't had many thoughts about him in that way since before the battle. I can't believe I miss will not be coming true. I can't have any more worries over these exams.
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January 8th, 2010 3:58pm ] |
NEWTs can't be a mere five months away, can they? Please tell someone else is losing their mind over this?
Claws: study session pronto? Or, you know, at least let's meet and think about setting one up.
[Private to Terry]
Hi Hello. H How are you? Talk to me, please. I miss
Brilliant, Brocklehurst. What was I thinking?
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January 5th, 2010 3:20pm ] |
Why are we on lock down?
This is the worst.
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January 4th, 2010 7:18pm ] |
I think we've managed to clean up all the dormitory and common room. The attacks around the tower need to stop. Did you know soda is very effective in removing blood stains? Because it is.
Other than than that, I've somehow been bored out of my mind. I'd be willing to watch two slugs race for any sort of entertainment. I hate being locked up here. I can't even gaze out the window with some hope because of the mist on the grounds.
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October 26th, 2009 10:08am ] |
Now this is a brilliant plan. Lock all of us who are healthy with those who are infected. Brilliant thinking. I'm sure they'll realize their mistake when they see that their children are sick and possibly dying, and that the our generation, the future leaders, can no longer do magic.
I can't deal with being trapped in here. I just want to get out.
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September 24th, 2009 3:41pm ] |
Private to Ernie
I apologize for being a bitch earlier. It was rude and uncalled for. And, as Megan pointed out, hypocritical. I'm sorry.
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Go Gryffindor, I guess? I don't really do the whole school spirit thing. Or the quidditch thing. I did actually go to the game though, as shocking as that sounds. Since I know absolutely nothing about Quidditch, I don't really have any sense of whether or not people did well, but I wasn't bored so there's that.
In other news. McGonagall killed by a dog? A dog who seemed perfectly friendly, if not freakishly giant, no less. Yeah. Not buying that at all. Try again.
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September 13th, 2009 4:40pm ] |
I think I've found a way to work this ball into my schedule. It is at a really inconvenient time, and it messes up everything, but I'm already ahead so a night off wouldn't kill me. I've just finished reworking my schedule so I can actually attend. I won't be able to catch up on my pleasure reading this week, but this ball seems like an important thing to go to so it would be stupid to miss it. You never know who'll be in attendance, after all, and I suppose it could be fun. And if I had to choose between spending what little free time I have at a ball or at a quidditch game, I will of course go with the ball. It's an easy decision. Sorry, quidditch players, I really couldn't care less about some stupid sport. Except no, I'm really not sorry. I've been forced to too many games and been made to listen to far too much quidditch talk over the past 7 years; I think it's only fair that I finally take a year off from it. It is a well deserved break.
Where was I? Oh, the ball, yes. Are dates absolutely essential? Because I don't have one, and I have no idea who I'd even ask. Is that a problem? But whatever. Modern times, people. It should be perfectly acceptable for a girl to go to a ball unaccompanied. It certainly doesn't mean that she'll grow up to be some spinster, alone with her 25 plus cats and knitting scarves and hats for the children and grandchildren she'll never have. No, it just means that she's independent and comfortable enough with herself that she doesn't need some stupid man in life.
Anyway. But the ball is still another week away and in the meantime, I have work to do.
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