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Sooo. New year comes with new realizations. I'm seeing all these people that have been in my classes for ages, we've been living under the same roof for the past seven years, and I don't know any of them.
It's kind of depressing really. You'd think after all this time I'd be able to swallow my shyness at least enough to say hello to people, but aparently not.
I'm a hermit. Mandy Brocklehurst, the Ravenclaw hermit. I should grow a huge beard and start sewing my own clothes out of deer hide or something.
Or I could risk the potential embarassment and actually try to make some friends this year. Which might be better, cause the beard option isn't too pretty. Or is it too late? Knowing me, it probably is.
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I should just stop talking. I have bloody ancient runes that need translating. Normally I'd be happy to do them, but right now I'm in too much of a mood to even bother.