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[28 Jul 2014|09:42pm] |
Accomplishments are transient.
They pulled me in unremittingly( . )
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[17 Aug 2011|03:19pm] |
My mum's cooking... I can't. Someone help me. I miss the feeling of eating something and not having to worry about potentially hurling it after.
Warded to Aiden.
So. Funny story. Guess who sprained their wrist?
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[07 Aug 2011|12:26am] |
Journals, eh? I’ve never been an avid blogger. Writer. Whatever. But I’ve heard spilling your thoughts onto paper can prove to be moderately therapeutic. Like having an aperture for bad emotions. Or good. I think a storeroom for memories would be a more adequate way to put it.
Anyway, I should stop there before I tumble in an unnecessary ramble. So yes. A little less than a month until we embark into another year at Hogwarts. It's going to be my sixth year. You'd think my parents would be used to the idea by now. They hate going to Diagon Alley so school supply shopping is going to be a bitch. I could go alone this year. I think I'm competent enough.
In all honesty, I’m excited to leave. It’s tough—being contained within the incredible dullness of everyday life. Plus, the work at Hogwarts would be less demanding I’m sure. My parents have made it their incontestable duty to engulf me with chores.
Right, I think that’s enough for tonight. Hope this has been a somewhat successful first entry.
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