Journal Entry the Fourteenth.
I will first apologise for not making an entry sooner. I realize that I promised to make one at an earlier date, but I found myself preoccupied with slightly more consequential matters, not to say that this journal is unimportant. However, I simply could not find the time to enter a record into my journal with all of the duties and work piling up on me.
I have made up all of the assignments that I did not complete whilst I was under the influence of a stupidly cast charm, and now I am writing a few extra credit essays to ensure that the hurried fashion in which the aforementioned tasks were completed does not cause my overall grade to lessen.
I just received an owl from my father, informing me that my imbecilic sister has caused our favoured chess set to catch fire. I am not surprised. He wished me well and encourages that I strive to do well, just as always- but he was rushed, as he is apparently neck-deep in work, and my oldest and yet younger sibling demands training. It is understandable.
I do not plan on going to Hogsmeade, as I have too much to do. I was sure to purchase a satisfactory supply of quills and ink before this term began, and so there really is no reason to go.
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It is supposedly healthy to write down one’s thoughts. I do not know why I asked Edward for the firewhiskey, specifically. It seemed like a good idea at the time. In truth, it still does. It is nice to have a few moments of relaxation, I have decided. I did not used to want that. I do not know where it came from.
I do know that it is not wise- but I find myself wanting, and so I have some of that. What else is there to do? I do not want to talk to anyone. And even if I did, there is no one aside from Father that could truly understand. He would be appalled. I could mention it to Evan, Edward (in four weeks), or Anthony, I suppose, but I most certainly will not. It is none of their business what I choose to consume and why. I simply would like to understand precisely why I am feeling as if there is a hole in the place or something solid.
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I wish everyone a happy holiday. I will not specify a holiday, as surely not everyone at this institution celebrates Christmas.
Penned by Victoria Frobisher
I have made up all of the assignments that I did not complete whilst I was under the influence of a stupidly cast charm, and now I am writing a few extra credit essays to ensure that the hurried fashion in which the aforementioned tasks were completed does not cause my overall grade to lessen.
I just received an owl from my father, informing me that my imbecilic sister has caused our favoured chess set to catch fire. I am not surprised. He wished me well and encourages that I strive to do well, just as always- but he was rushed, as he is apparently neck-deep in work, and my oldest and yet younger sibling demands training. It is understandable.
I do not plan on going to Hogsmeade, as I have too much to do. I was sure to purchase a satisfactory supply of quills and ink before this term began, and so there really is no reason to go.
[Filter: Private to Self]
It is supposedly healthy to write down one’s thoughts. I do not know why I asked Edward for the firewhiskey, specifically. It seemed like a good idea at the time. In truth, it still does. It is nice to have a few moments of relaxation, I have decided. I did not used to want that. I do not know where it came from.
I do know that it is not wise- but I find myself wanting, and so I have some of that. What else is there to do? I do not want to talk to anyone. And even if I did, there is no one aside from Father that could truly understand. He would be appalled. I could mention it to Evan, Edward (in four weeks), or Anthony, I suppose, but I most certainly will not. It is none of their business what I choose to consume and why. I simply would like to understand precisely why I am feeling as if there is a hole in the place or something solid.
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I wish everyone a happy holiday. I will not specify a holiday, as surely not everyone at this institution celebrates Christmas.
Penned by Victoria Frobisher