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May 13: Just my chipped nails.
May 14: Backyard adventures.
May 16: Little package from my lovely Leslie Jane. I lent her these two DS games a couple of months back and she just mailed them to me, along with a nice little letter. I miss her and Emma so<3
May 17: The number of books I now own has been reduced to 278. Why am I so utterly ridiculous?
May 19: My friend Hugo made this painting for me in high school, citing me as his muse. I'm an idiot, so I forgot to take a full picture of it before wrapping it for the move, but as soon as I receive it in Spain I shall do that and post it everywhere. It's one of the loveliest things I own.
May 20: While unpacking, I found a little box full of old journals. This was in 2001, as you can see, right when I first began school in the States. I don't know which is worse: the silly things I wrote about in such earnest, or the awful English I possessed at the time. Oh, and this is a Harry Potter journal, as I'm sure you've gathered from the little Snitch.
May 21: And yet I still live. Such nonsense.