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[09 May 2008|10:40pm] |
Bloody hell this place is boring. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Reading just isn't my sort of thing. I typically only read when I have to. I'm trying to do my best here, but this boredom is only getting worse. And these ruddy walls are making me boil. Can someone charm them for me? I'm not so good with charms.
[Private to Mora]
May I come to your room or anywhere in this place to speak with you?
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[13 Apr 2008|05:48pm] |
Dad apparently has the need for me to be here. Says my drinking is out of control. What the bleeding hell does he know? I'm not dangerous. I rarely leave the house. The elves told him how much I was drinking, I suppose. I don't see a problem with the drink! It's a habit I've formed and it's a bit more healthy than others I had in the past.
This place is horrible, and now I must get my head shrunk. It can all sod the hell off as far as I'm concerned. I'm not crazy.
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