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[07 Oct 2008|10:38pm] |
Why is everyone in such a foul mood. I suppose it is only natural. This new life is for us to enjoy and everyone is just not enjoying it. Though I suppose I am not one to talk. I spend much of my time working which has become troublesome for me. I want to do something more but I have not seen anyone to spend time with in ages. This is getting stupid now.
Where the hell are you?
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[17 Sep 2008|08:46pm] |
I need more in my life than just work. It has become all I am and I'm getting restless. This is not what I had expected this life to be like. This flat is also far too quiet. I miss having my brother there around me. I know it sounds daft but that's just the fact. I need to find my place in life and I am having so much problems doing so that I may go mad.
[Private to the Black Family]
How are you lot?
[/Private]
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[19 Aug 2008|10:45pm] |
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I'm dreadfully bored. I seem to be tiring of this constant need to do something more. So much of my family is here, and yet none of them seem to be in public.
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[13 Aug 2008|10:28pm] |
You know, I really didn't think this working thing would be alright for me. I figured that I'd get bored, but I really like it! It's the sort of thing that gives me meaning when I no longer had any!
[Private to Regulus]
You know, I think we should play a game with people sometimes. I'll talk really formal and things and you can talk like me and have them guess!
[/Private]
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[31 Jul 2008|12:38am] |
I have some news.
I've got a job at the House Cafe.
And I've also got a flat. It's close to there, mostly for the easy access. I need to add wards to it, but it's mine and I've got somewhere to call home. I'm quite happy with it.
[Private to Family]
[insert address here].
This is where I'm at now. If anyone needs to reach me or wants to stop by and give me things, you're welcome!
[/Private]
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[20 Jul 2008|10:22pm] |
Finally getting out was exactly what I needed. I don't like being locked up anywhere. I've had my problems in the past but I've made a completely recovery. There's nothing left but scars so I can reassure everyone who is worried for me, I'm fine.
Freedom hasn't ever felt better.
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[07 Jul 2008|11:23pm] |
I no longer wish to be in this house. Ever since I was injured Sirius watches over me as though I'm going to keel over any second.
[Private to Self]
I've decided that I'm sneaking out. I fear someone may see me, but that's part of the appeal. I'm not a pet, I refuse to be kept in the house like a scolded child.
[/Private]
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