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[( 23 Jan 2009 // 13:03 )] |
I really didn't want to come into work today. Why couldn't I just have the day off? It's a Friday! I don't feel like even moving.
And I have items to return waiting at home. Dear Merlin.
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[( 7 Jan 2009 // 14:15 )] |
I really wish people would ask for help if they don't know how to do a certain Charm properly. Or practice on something else first. I've gotten a few cases where they've attempted to place a warming charm on their clothes and ended up giving themselves horrible burns.
I suppose they're not entirely to blame. If the weather wasn't so frigid..
So, while I had the free time, I attempted to do the year-in-review for 2004, but realized I couldn't even remember too much of what happened last year. Unless it involved me and Roger directly Seems like the year just went by far too quickly for me to stop and remember anything. I don't know if that's a good thing or bad.
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[( 1 Jan 2009 // 23:12 )] |
Christmas was wonderfully spent with my boyfriend's Mum and then Aunt Dora. Even if one of them had to suffer through my bout of sheer honesty because of those biscuits from the cart. I'm still embarrassed thinking about it. I think that, coupled with many moments of 2004, has helped me learn a lesson.
My only New Year's resolution I have in mind is to be a little more honest in my relationships. Might save me from future mortifying moments, and week-long arguments that are really not necessary.
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[( 23 Dec 2008 // 21:50 )] |
I only decided to finally try those cakes from the cart today. I never had them before, and I have to say they are so scrumptious.
I'm just feeling a tad bit nauseated after hearing that the woman was arrested.
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[( 10 Dec 2008 // 22:37 )] |
The tree-lighting ceremony is the one of the many things that I've always looked forward to during the winter holidays. Sunday's was just as brilliant, if not better, than the rest. Another? Visiting my aunt in Dublin for a few days. Honestly, I haven't really visited her in quite a while even though I owl at least once every week. She lives alone too which just adds to the guilty feeling I'm currently starting to feel.
Oh, God, she raised me after I left school. I'm so ungrateful!
[ warded to roger ]
I was wondering if you would mind having Aunt Dora down here for the holidays this year. She can do dinner with us and your Mum too.
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[( 19 Nov 2008 // 15:18 )] |
[ warded against roger ]
I come home and I think my boyfriend has turned into a fucking bird behind my back, but no. He's a kid. A KID. BLOODY FUCK! What the hell do you do in such a shite situation?
Apparently, you give him crayaons and hope he doesn't ask you to carry him or rock him to sleep. Bollocks, what a day. And I had to work when I went back to St. Mungo's. Man, I did it. Not that I was satisfied with it or anything, but I'm just fucking knackered from that bit of work.
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[( 4 Nov 2008 // 23:50 )] |
Here I was afraid I wouldn't have anything warm to wear on my hands for the winter because I had lost my pair of gloves earlier on. I believe it was sometime during the summer, although how I lost gloves then is a mystery even to me. Gnomes? I did end up buying mittens as well as a few other items from the bloke selling them at a cheap price. Well, mittens are not gloves but they'd do for now.
[ warded to eddie ]
Didn't get to say this before, but thank you. For that talk AND the cheesecake.
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[( 22 Oct 2008 // 13:17 )] |
[ warded private ]
Cheated?! I didn't cheat on him! A bloke came up to me and said hi and then bought me a drink and the only thing I did was gape at him like an idiot and go "what.. uh.. sure.. what?" How is that cheating?!Why did this have to be aired out in a bloody public entry instead of him coming to me and telling me?!
I'm just so angry and humiliated that I can't even speak right now, let alone say anything to him. How was all that he wrote supposed to make anything better??
[ end ward ]
I don't need to justify my inexperience with you I don't have to talk about it! How unfortunate that the moment I had started to make plans for the Australia trip, work at St. Mungo's seemed to double, especially the house Floo calls. All the apparating and/or Flooing have been making my head hurt. But the up side is that it spares us hospital beds and the patient is in the comfort of their own room when treated. It would really help to stock up on Pepper-Up Potion now before winter hits full on.
See? NOT TALKING ABOUT IT!
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[( 28 Sep 2008 // 23:44 )] |
Work has bogged me down for a very long time. That and making up with my boyfriend after a week-long fight. I might have missed most of what's been happening outside of the hospital and the flat. Well, except for the furniture disappearing and reappearing. We experienced that.
October is almost here. And even though it's a month away, it won't seem very long till November is here, as well as flu season. So a vacation was extremely necessary. (That and I just need to get away from work for a little while.) Roger happened to be thinking the same exact thing and I love that and now we're going off to Australia, closer to the end of this month.
Australia! I've never been there before, but I'm really looking forward to it, especially to see Victoria's coastlines and the Gold Coast.
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[( 4 Sep 2008 // 17:42 )] |
When I saw those heaps of roses, I was hoping they were from Roger and that he decided to apologize.. well..
I consider myself lucky for being neither allergic to roses nor bee stings, but I've lost count on how many people of these misfortunes were at the hospital demanding potions for cures. I think I might have had a fair few ask for something that would kill the flowers itself. This isn't a flower shop!
I can safely say that my current sneezing (which is why its taking me so long to write this) couldn't possibly have a correlation to the roses from yesterday. Unless this was all deliberate.
This week has already started to weigh a ton on my shoulders and I wish I could say that I want to go out for a drink but I think after witnessing a pub fight firsthand, I'm less inclined to go.
[ warded to lisa ]
Somehow, getting sent to jail was entirely my own fault and I deserve every bit of anger for being at the wrong place at the wrong time and having to wake up my VERY CRANKY BOYFRIEND, who, might I add, I have not really talked to without a scowl or a glare since Sunday.
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