Thursday, November 6th (Early Morning)
I can finally go to my NEWT DADA class like normal, the catch up exam grade I got wasn't that bad though I think I could do a bit better with my spell work. Theory has always been better for me, I can memorize things okay and get my tongue around the words, I'm just not all that accurate with casting. Something I definately should practice more.
The Slytherin v's Ravenclaw Quidditch match is on Saturday and I suppose I should go watch just to cheer my house on, even if I'm not to fond of sports. Well, sports involving heights.. or water... or you know, physical contact that could involve bruising. (I bruise easily) I got my Charms essay in yesterday after slaving over it well into early morning. I think my cat managed to eat a page so I had to go through everything and figure out where I had a chunk missing and then remember what was in the chunk. I definately think I need to ask Professor Sprout about the herbs I'm feeding him. She might know something better, that or I could see if I can find a potion that can be adjusted to work for animals. He's gonna get in trouble one day, that or have a run in with Mrs. Norris. *Shudder* Not good.
To be honest, it was mostly my conversation with father that's had my brain a bit fried recently. He... I knew he'd be dissapointed in me but to hear it... He, he told me he doesn't want me involved with them but I already am aren't I? Just him being my father makes certain people assume I'm like him, and I'm scared of what they'd do to him if they ever focused their attention on me and he tried to deflect it.
It's stopping me from sleeping sometimes, I had one Hufflepuff fourth year offer me this make up, concealer I think it was, to hide the slightly dark rings under my eyes. Salazar, I know I have long lashes and 'wonderful cheekbones' according to my mother, but it doesn't mean I wear make up. It's hard to deal with, I'll have to put it to the back of my mind and try and think of other things.
Prof,Remus,
I hope you don't mind me owling you... wait we've been through that before and you said you didn't but umm... I was wondering if we could talk one night when you're not busy? I had a conversation with my father recently and... I just need to talk to someone about it, someone who will listen and won't judge me and you're the only person I know who'd listen, and who I'd not be to scared to tell this to... I just... It's hard to sort out, and I can't stop thinking it over.
If you're to busy, I understand.
-Theodore
The Slytherin v's Ravenclaw Quidditch match is on Saturday and I suppose I should go watch just to cheer my house on, even if I'm not to fond of sports. Well, sports involving heights.. or water... or you know, physical contact that could involve bruising. (I bruise easily) I got my Charms essay in yesterday after slaving over it well into early morning. I think my cat managed to eat a page so I had to go through everything and figure out where I had a chunk missing and then remember what was in the chunk. I definately think I need to ask Professor Sprout about the herbs I'm feeding him. She might know something better, that or I could see if I can find a potion that can be adjusted to work for animals. He's gonna get in trouble one day, that or have a run in with Mrs. Norris. *Shudder* Not good.
To be honest, it was mostly my conversation with father that's had my brain a bit fried recently. He... I knew he'd be dissapointed in me but to hear it... He, he told me he doesn't want me involved with them but I already am aren't I? Just him being my father makes certain people assume I'm like him, and I'm scared of what they'd do to him if they ever focused their attention on me and he tried to deflect it.
It's stopping me from sleeping sometimes, I had one Hufflepuff fourth year offer me this make up, concealer I think it was, to hide the slightly dark rings under my eyes. Salazar, I know I have long lashes and 'wonderful cheekbones' according to my mother, but it doesn't mean I wear make up. It's hard to deal with, I'll have to put it to the back of my mind and try and think of other things.
Prof,Remus,
I hope you don't mind me owling you... wait we've been through that before and you said you didn't but umm... I was wondering if we could talk one night when you're not busy? I had a conversation with my father recently and... I just need to talk to someone about it, someone who will listen and won't judge me and you're the only person I know who'd listen, and who I'd not be to scared to tell this to... I just... It's hard to sort out, and I can't stop thinking it over.
If you're to busy, I understand.
-Theodore