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Dad got back three days ago. He went back to work yesterday. Well, he went back the night he got back, but he was supposed to get back yesterday. I guess an Auror doesn't really have a real schedule. They do, but they don't. I don't know. It's odd.
He wrote me a letter during the last couple days of his vacation. He went to New Zealand. I wasn't expecting that. I guess he - he needed time to think. He has some old friends there. From when he was training to be an Auror, from Hogwarts. I didn't even know who they were. He didn't give me last names. I think - I think he wasn't ready to. Maybe he wanted to get back to how it was before he was with mom. He said they were school sweethearts, but I think they must have broken up for a little while, because once I saw these pictures of her and -
Well, I don't really like thinking about that, and it doesn't matter. They really loved each other. But I guess he had friends - a couple, I think they were, Patricia and Daniel, he didn't give me last names - that he was close with, and they live there. He seemed to feel better. He was weird in his letter, though. But I guess we're all going through something. I can't fault him for changing. He just didn't sound like my dad. He sounded like. Just different. Maybe it's because I'm older, and he knows that I understand more - and James is older too, and he doesn't have to treat us like little kids, but, well. He's my father, and it's just weird, to read him like that. I don't want to be grown up to him. I wasn't earlier this year. I want to be the little girl that can jump into his arms and he'll swing her around in a circle. I don't want - I'm not ready for all this.
But I guess I don't have a choice, do I? And I just realised that I wrote it up there. I couldn't before. I don't know if I can again. My head hurts. I really miss her. I'm getting so tired. This year was -
I don't even know what this year was. I'm just trying so hard to be here for everyone, and to pass my classes, and not to think about everything that's going on everywhere and here and in my head and at home, and it's making me so tired. It's like my heart's getting all tied up into a knot or something, and all the air from the world's in my head. And that's not how I meant it, I just feel so full of thoughts; I need a break. I'm really glad it's summer. Exams have been hard so far, and now that real classes are over I just feel free, and it's so hard to make myself do final reviews and all of this stuff when I know the year's so close to being over. I mean, I never do summer work till August, so I'm not going to worry about it.
I can't think anymore. I should get some sleep. I just feel so worried about everyone right now. Nicky and Cathy still aren't well, and, well - I don't know what to do for them.
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Good luck, everyone, on the rest of your exams.
And try to get some sleep, because I know that everyone's been staying up with these journals. But I almost fell asleep in an exam last year, because I was so tired from studying for it, and it was History of Magic so it was kind of boring - and, well, I don't want that to happen to anyone else.
And, Cathy, if you still want to sun, we can do that after exams... Maybe I'll just wear shorts and a t-shirt, though
Do we have to write in these over the summer?
Good night.
- Megan
Dad got back three days ago. He went back to work yesterday. Well, he went back the night he got back, but he was supposed to get back yesterday. I guess an Auror doesn't really have a real schedule. They do, but they don't. I don't know. It's odd.
He wrote me a letter during the last couple days of his vacation. He went to New Zealand. I wasn't expecting that. I guess he - he needed time to think. He has some old friends there. From when he was training to be an Auror, from Hogwarts. I didn't even know who they were. He didn't give me last names. I think - I think he wasn't ready to. Maybe he wanted to get back to how it was before he was with mom. He said they were school sweethearts, but I think they must have broken up for a little while, because once I saw these pictures of her and -
Well, I don't really like thinking about that, and it doesn't matter. They really loved each other. But I guess he had friends - a couple, I think they were, Patricia and Daniel, he didn't give me last names - that he was close with, and they live there. He seemed to feel better. He was weird in his letter, though. But I guess we're all going through something. I can't fault him for changing. He just didn't sound like my dad. He sounded like. Just different. Maybe it's because I'm older, and he knows that I understand more - and James is older too, and he doesn't have to treat us like little kids, but, well. He's my father, and it's just weird, to read him like that. I don't want to be grown up to him. I wasn't earlier this year. I want to be the little girl that can jump into his arms and he'll swing her around in a circle. I don't want - I'm not ready for all this.
But I guess I don't have a choice, do I? And I just realised that I wrote it up there. I couldn't before. I don't know if I can again. My head hurts. I really miss her. I'm getting so tired. This year was -
I don't even know what this year was. I'm just trying so hard to be here for everyone, and to pass my classes, and not to think about everything that's going on everywhere and here and in my head and at home, and it's making me so tired. It's like my heart's getting all tied up into a knot or something, and all the air from the world's in my head. And that's not how I meant it, I just feel so full of thoughts; I need a break. I'm really glad it's summer. Exams have been hard so far, and now that real classes are over I just feel free, and it's so hard to make myself do final reviews and all of this stuff when I know the year's so close to being over. I mean, I never do summer work till August, so I'm not going to worry about it.
I can't think anymore. I should get some sleep. I just feel so worried about everyone right now. Nicky and Cathy still aren't well, and, well - I don't know what to do for them.
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Good luck, everyone, on the rest of your exams.
And try to get some sleep, because I know that everyone's been staying up with these journals. But I almost fell asleep in an exam last year, because I was so tired from studying for it, and it was History of Magic so it was kind of boring - and, well, I don't want that to happen to anyone else.
And, Cathy, if you still want to sun, we can do that after exams... Maybe I'll just wear shorts and a t-shirt, though
Do we have to write in these over the summer?
Good night.
- Megan