| Ugh |
[02 Jun 2007|05:19pm] |
It's wet and rainy again. I'm really starting to wonder why I ever enjoyed England to begin with. It's always so gloomy.
Anyone feel like venturing out to a bookshop some time soon? Or know of any place that's searching for a good healer to come work for them?
( Private to Monsieur Morsus )
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(Spoil Me)
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[21 Apr 2007|11:25pm] |
I'm not quite certain what to make of time off work, in all honesty. It's rather odd, rather peculiar, to just sit around and have all the free time one could possibly want during the day. I don't know how some mothers do it, but then again, I suppose they've children to raise at the same time or other friends to visit. Then again, I speak of things that I don't yet know or can't begin to comprehend.
As for other going ons in my life, they aren't very significant. I took a stroll down Diagon Alley the other day and ran into Molly Weasley. Lovely woman, she is. I must admit that I had the most pleasant of times. That's about the length of what I've accomplished with my time off. Intriguing, yeah?
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(Spoil Me)
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| Home At Last |
[15 Mar 2007|02:04pm] |
Home at last. It feels so magnificent to be back in the British Isles once more. It's so beautiful and peaceful here, even in the city. I almost forgot what home felt like. It's odd not to be doing anything special or entertaining with my life at the moment. I'm currently not even working, surprisingly. Perhaps a week or so off isn't a bad thing.
That being said, does anyone care to get together over the week or so that I have? I'm up for anything, honestly. Any plans that anyone can concoct would be marvelous to keep me busy a wee bit.
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(Spoil Me)
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| A Homecoming |
[09 Mar 2007|03:48pm] |
I fear it has been ages since I've posted in this journal, though there have been many happenings to fill up the blank pages of this with. First and foremost, I am returning home to England after several months of working abroad. It has been an amazing, life-changing experience, but I fear I miss the wizarding world and my friends far too much to stay away for long. Not to mention, I miss England far too much. America has been amazing, yes, but England is truly my homeland. I couldn't imagine life without her. Life here has been busy and fast-paced, almost too fast for my own liking. Each day is filled with exciting, fun-filled adventures...but I almost miss the quiet life more. I miss being able to meet up with friends randomely throughout the day and spend time with old companions.
On another note, what've I missed in the months that I've been off abroad? To those who are close--Luna, Seamus, even Draco to a certain extent--I offer my apologies for not keeping up with writing to the lot of you. You lot are extremely important to me, but I fear my life abroad swept me away before I could stop it. I'm returning home this upcoming weekend, and am plotting a party somewhere.
Anyone care to help plan?
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(Spoil Me)
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| Snow |
[03 Feb 2007|09:58pm] |
I can honestly say that I've never seen such a thing as this much snow. Yes, England has her own share of snow that has always fascinated me beyond end, but seeing this much snow in one place is absolutely fascinating. Each day I do whatever possible to venture outdoors and enjoy the weather, despite it being cold. The cold and the harsh weather does have another side, however. Muggles travel here in strange, foreign objects called vehicles. They're motorized, almost as if they're running on pure magic. Well, it's not magic, obviously, since these things are made and crafted by Muggles. But that's the general concept, I suppose.
I'm not certain how else to explain this concept to those of you pure of blood who wouldn't know what I'm talking about. Perhaps those of you who are more talented than I would be more than capable of being able to describe this awe-inspiring object to the rest who happen upon this journal. The bad thing of those, however, is that they can hurt the Muggles quite easily. Honestly, I cannot fathom why Muggles would risk using something that can hurt them as severely as these things can do! I see literally twenty or thirty people in a shift during this weather, coming in with all sorts of injuries because of these bloody things. Why can't something just be good without bad things attached to it?
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(Spoil Me)
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| Money in the Muggle realm |
[19 Jan 2007|09:54pm] |
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I think I do miss home. Things here are so different. Everyone moves at the fastest pace imagineable in their desperate effort to accomplish all that's needed to be accomplished throughout a day. It's almost annoying, to an certain extent. Nearly all of my patients find themselves worrying moreso about their bills and how they'll eventually pay for the services that I'm granting them rather than the quality of what they're actually receiving. Is all of America like this, or is it solely the Muggle communities that seem to have this fascination with monies? I have money, yes, but enough to live off. I don't see the point of having an extensive amount of money, as money is only good while you're alive. What's the point of saving so much money and not spending it at all, when you can only use it in this life? Once you move on elsewhere in the after life, we know not what that can bring. We can't possibly know that money will have any effect at all. One may as well put it to use while one has it now, working hard for life savings to manage to get by from one day to another day.
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(Spoil Me)
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| Travels |
[20 Dec 2006|11:58am] |
For those of you who are yet unaware, I've been given the opportunity to assist those in dire need of assistance at a hospital in America. While all I've ever known is England and I have all of my friends and family here, I cannot pass up this precious opportunity to work at a prestigious hospital that has one of the best technological supports in the world. I'll be working with Muggles, mostly, but the opportunity was too high to ignore.
I will be leaving shortly after Christmas time for America, so I hope I can find the time to say farewell to all of you before I cross the sea. I'm still currently at Hogwarts, though my duties are slack since I've resigned from Ravenclaw Quidditch coach and have informed Madame Pomfrey of my leave here in just a short week. I have heard that there's opportunity for me to travel to Africa or the Asian lands to assist those there as well, which has always been something that I've wanted to do in my life. How often does one receive the chance to travel the world and do what one loves to do?
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(4 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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| It's been too long |
[01 Nov 2006|01:35am] |
It's been far too long since I have remotely touched this journal. I fear that my lack of devotion to it is certainly worth a punishment of sorts, although, it's hardly a requirement to write in it. It's something that I should do because I desire to do so. On the other hand, it shows others that I've obviously put other things before this journal.
What's happened, thus far, in my own life? I've moved back to Hogwarts, for starters. Life here is thrilling, if nothing else. Being among the students once more allows me the chance to reminese and recognize the old times where I once had the opportunity to call this place my school. Now, I work here with Madame Pomfrey, and aide Roger Davies with the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. Though, the only setback is that I spend little time outside of Hogwarts. I miss those I consider my friends...
( Private to Draco Malfoy )
( Private to Seamus Finnigan )
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(4 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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[06 Sep 2006|02:02pm] |
Am I headed in the direction that I want to go? I find myself doubting my own decision, even now. I find myself frequently walking down the same boring corridors of St. Mungo's, doing mundane tasks that mean almost nothing to me in comparison to what I do when I'm not working. That's not how it should be if I were a true Healer. I shouldn't be watching the clock and wondering when it's time for me to head home and venture on to whatever part of life I have to accomplish and tackle next. If anything, I should be disappointed when the day ends! What's wrong with me lately? It seems as though nothing can hold my interest and that nothing remotely intrigues me. I try to read poetry, even the most fascinating poetry that's out there, yet none of it strikes my fancy. I find myself skipping to the last line after only one or two lines. I should be more interested in what I'm doing, yet I cannot force myself to like whatever it is.
( Private to S. Snape )
( Private to Luna Lovegood )
( Private to Draco Malfoy )
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(7 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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[05 Sep 2006|12:05am] |
Things have been fairly slow lately, which is surprising. One would think that as the season progresses, more general populace would find their way out of their safe havens and venture into the world of the unknown. Yet even St. Mungo's has been fairly slow over the past couple of weeks. Life is becoming a constant conundrum. It's becoming something so boring, so plain, that I find myself turning to even the most interesting of poetry just to sustain my own imagination.
Much Madness is divine Sense---
To a discerning Eye---
Much Sense---the starkest Madness--
Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail---
Assent--and you are sane---
Demur--you're straightaway dangerous---
And handled with a Chain--
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(1 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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[08 Aug 2006|02:16pm] |
Life is a never ending trail of things and lists of tasks that we all must complete upon a certain deadline, otherwise things will spiral out of control and wilt away before our very eyes. If we do not leap upon an opportunity that presents itself, we may never again see such an opportune moment again. Such is the way that things have always been. A human life is but a flicker in the eyes of creation. Mankind is born, goes through a brief moment of youth, lives out life to its fullest, then slowly fades away until it's nothing yet again. Depressing, perhaps, but so completely true. There's naught that we can do, even with magic, to change such an event.
( Private Entry, Hexed Heavily Against Any Others )
( Private to Miss Hermione Granger )
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(Spoil Me)
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[25 Jul 2006|12:27am] |
My, it's certainly been a while since I've updated this thing! I think I may have misplaced it beneath the sofa at one point, but no worries, it's found again! Life has become rather bland now that I've been taking up more shifts at the hospital. I've also recently become Oliver Wood's sitter. It's quite wonderful, working with him. I do thoroughly enjoy the position. Perhaps those of us who are also assisting him should meet, at some point? I see no reason for instability in a young girl's life simply because she has multiple sitters!
( Warded Against Harry and Neville, Open to Those Who Received Invitations Only )
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(4 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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| Pleasantries |
[12 Jul 2006|04:28pm] |
I cannot help but worry that the world has been far too quiet for my own liking. What's out there that's keeping everyone from speaking up? Normally, the world is so brash and full of activity. This sudden lack of interest in the world has me certainly worried.
( Private to Draco Malfoy )
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(12 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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[02 Jul 2006|07:33pm] |
I find myself consistently running into former classmates lately. It's a rather nice feeling, actually. More often then not I try to find a way to stop by a certain restaurant downtown London, meeting up with a few friends after my shifts at St. Mungo's. We've all changed, perhaps drastically since we've left school. But then again, a decade-long war has been the cause of those changes. Sometimes I regret not doing more for the war, yet at the same time I wonder what would have been different if Mr. Potter wasn't around to save us all. Just what would have changed in our world?
( Private to Draco Malfoy )
( Private to Mr. Harry Potter )
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(12 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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| Life Continues |
[24 Jun 2006|11:37pm] |
I must say that life has taken a fairly interesting turn with my rotation in the Psychiatric ward at St. Mungo's. I'm not quite certain what field I truly desire to end up in, as long as it has something to do with the art of Healing. I've always found the research portion intriguing, as it deals more with direct cognitive abilities and requires imagination. I've always found it intriguing, then again, this latest rotation has me fascinated as well. I suppose, in time, I'll come to figure out what the best course for me is in the near future. I've a few months left still of my training before I can apply to become a full time Healer; there's just so much involved in the training process that sometimes it's hard to imagine just what I have left down the road for me.
( Private Owl to Mr. Draco Malfoy )
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(4 read me a tale | Spoil Me)
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| Disbelief... |
[13 Jun 2006|10:45pm] |
I cannot believe what's come to pass, nor shall I dare mention it here, but I need some place to write my fears of what's slowly happening in our world. It's very slowly falling apart, and I must agree with Padma's sentiment. The world's mad, although, I personally feel that it's always been mad. We're just now included in that bunch of mad people living in the world. We finally see just why the world's mad.
I half-wonder what's going to pass in the near future. What will come of us, now that it's happened?
( Private to Neville and Ginny )
( Private to Monsieur Morsus )
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