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I'm sick of newspapers and rumors and nightmares. I'm also sick of feeling so scared of or disgusted with the things I hear. Dear god, I'm weak. And out of cigarettes again. Too many bad things have happened lately. This year started out with a gloomy feeling and things have only gotten worse.
The sappiest, girliest part of me wants to live in a world of sunshine and rainbows where all of my friends and I are happy. The rest of me wants to beat that part senseless with the Shovel of Realistic Thinking.
Okay. I desperately need something to do besides invent strange weapons against my subconscious.
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Are there any seventh year Potions or Runes students who actually wrote down the essay assignments that are due later this week? I know I jotted them down somewhere, but...I've been a bit lazy disorganised lately.