i wish i could do that. but i just don't like charlotte. I keep re-reading the parts about chapel hill and wishing i was back. people are nice here, just not my type. normal and all. i've been doing a project on harry potter. i like it. nobody else likes the teacher, but i kind of do. she's tough, but she's the first real language arts teacher i've had. never learned anything from anyone else, just from books. anyway, this harry potter project is fun. i get to read the books again. and again. and again. i love those books. i want to go to hogwarts, whre no one knows any one else, really, and everyone's special. i'd be in ravenclaw, i think. i can't wait until i get my pottermore email. it should be coming really soon. in a few days, i think. i am glum. there's nothing for me here. i want to go home... except field hockey. they have a great league. the coach used to coach the davidson team. i like her. the goalie is really cool too. i just don't want to be here anymore... |
Where I no longer talk about anything that shimmers, and wish I had not named it that.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Move on. It is just a chapter in the past, but don't close the book-just turn the page.
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