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[25 Mar 2009|05:47pm] |
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She would have been 19 today. I'm sure you all remembered. I'll be sending home flowers.
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[07 Mar 2009|08:48pm] |
I despise March. It's never as green or warm as people seem to think it should be. It can be moist, which ruins instruments. It's full of loud Irishmen. I have no grudges against Irishmen, I'm sure some are admirable. I hate anyone loud. It's easy to catch a chill because you expect the weather to be nicer, when truth to tell you absolutely know it won't be. The most awful thing about March is that it's so close to February which is often a month I can deal with. This year, no for obvious reasons.
( hexed private to self )
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[17 Feb 2009|11:02pm] |
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Do not talk to me especially not Jason. Any other subject is fine, but you're all aware of what I don't wish to talk about. If you're not aware then ask somebody else. Weather is fine. Classes are fine. Anything at all relating to Hufflepuffs is not fine in the least.
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[25 Nov 2008|07:33pm] |
( Hexed private )
I need a large box. Something that can hold up under travel. I need to send a few things back home.
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[25 Oct 2008|11:05am] |
I've already cleaned up everything. I'm not throwing any of it away. I'll get the bow out of the headboard. I'm not going to any meals today. Please don't look for me. No, I don't want to talk about it. Just leave me alone and I'll handle myself. I don't want help.
[Hexed severely private]
Everything. My whistles, the harp, her fucking violin! Mum might be able to repair the harp, but nothing else. The violin is in splinters. I don't know what's going on, I don't want to know, I just want her violin back. They were all ripping themselves apart in the air in front of everybody in the middle of the night. These aren't enchanted instruments, there's no magic in them that isn't in any normal music making device.
All the girls saw, everyone must have been woken by it. They all saw me cry. I don't cry. I hate this. I despise what's going on and I want to go back to Dunollie. I could just quit school, marry Eacharn, just work in the family village. Others have done it. Mum would never let me.
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[08 Oct 2008|12:37am] |
What if Hooch was just being clumsy? Some of the school issue are not trustworthy. Not that I've ridden them, but you can tell these things. I think it's ridiculous to not allow us to use magic at all. If we all fail our practicals, then we know why.
Now that I have that out of my system, the study group is going well. Ancient Runes is a trouble spot for me, but nothing we can't overcome. Should Josiane or one of the older students wish to visit our group during our study hours to provide assistance on certain subjects, let me know here and I'll bring it up with the group. We want to get things done appropriately and thoroughly.
( Hexed Private )
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[10 Sep 2008|05:25pm] |
( Hexed Private )
I don't care about Quidditch. You all should hurry up and get that out of your systems now so I won't be hearing about it for weeks. We all have much better things to do, like O.W.L.S. and N.E.W.T.S. to study for. Frankly, I think we all have bigger problems and no, I'm not the sort to bring them up. As long as these other girls can keep quiet during study hours and not give me any trouble, then I'll be fine. I can live without a House I suppose.
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[19 Aug 2008|08:14pm] |
Lessons are lacking, as usual. As per recent usual, that is to say. Maybe I'm just bored with them, but maybe I should be. Or maybe it's not that I'm bored with them, but that they're bored with themselves and have spread this feeling along to me. Merlin, I could be chasing myself in circles for hours like this and still get no where.
I've picked up most things I'll need for school already. We had to replace quite a few items, but most people did I'm sure. My cat is coming this year, she was too young before. Better she didn't, all things considered. The family's faired poorly enough, they shouldn't have to listen to me whine about losing a sodding cat, correct? It'd just be completely silly and no one needs to put up with more whining.
I'm ready to put my robes back on.
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