We had (yet another) Prefect meeting on the weekend -- laying out the scheduls and time tables for exams for all the houses and classes. A large job. I forgot how tiring it could be.
Animagus classes are starting up again on Tuesday, we took a two-week break because
Professor Black's workload, but with every class recently, I've found myself getting stronger and stronger in the ability to change.
Hermione is also loving it, or so she tells me.
Had a chat to
Dean in the library last week, and
he seems...dispondent to say the very least.
Mandy is right on this
whole matter, I think. But what can you do?
I'm sick of getting involved and having everyone upset/angry at me.
So, I'm focusing on my school work and writing letters to Eve. She's got the chicken pox at the moment, and she's a bit miserable. She likes to hear from me though. She's excited about starting school next year.
She'll be starting, and I'll be leaving.
Life's awfully strange that way.