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Post by selene on Sept 22, 2011 2:50:29 GMT -5
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Post by selene on Sept 22, 2011 2:51:02 GMT -5
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Post by selene on Sept 22, 2011 3:02:01 GMT -5
location: bed
mood: tired
time of day: night
Diary,
Sixth year has officially begun. It feels good to be back; all of the fresh meat first years look scared to death. Let the fun commence. Summer was wonderful; spent the whole time flip flopping between training and the family. And Ralphie, of course. I miss them all already, but I'll see them soon enough. My course schedule looks easy enough; at least I'm done with O.W.L's; sweet Merlin, they were tough. I got great marks, though, just like I knew I would. Classes on the first day were simple enough. We're just getting the preliminary things over and done with, so we'll start the interesting stuff soon enough. I was asked to do an assignment this weekend with Father to accompany me, but we'll see. Mother said I might need to sit this one out; I'm somewhat indifferent about it. You know, Diary, I'm going to make an effort this year to make more friends. I mean, I have friends, and good ones, but I feel like I need more, you know? Starting with going back out for Cheerleading. I think that's a good start, don't you? I thought seriously about Quidditch for a while, but cheerleading....I dunno. It just seems perfect. Plus I think people would start to notice if I was knocking people off of their brooms with nothing but my forehead as a reflex. People would get suspicious. Anyway, I have to go send a letter to Father.
Auf Wiedersehen,
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