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Post by ELLEN VICTORIA LEYDEN on Aug 4, 2012 6:15:20 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; height: 200px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg); border-radius: 40px 10px 40px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 10px 40px 10px; border: 1px dashed #6E7B8B;] dearest mar , hey there! i feel like it has been ages since we've talked, and i've grown to miss talking randomly with you! there are so many things we're going to have to catch up on, and i know we can't really do that well via letter, but maybe we could meet up sometime for drinks or something?
anyhow, i must know how your summer was, and what you think of sixth year so far! i bet you are excited to finally be moving up in the world and NOT be considered a small child. i shall warn you though, it doesn't get easier once you grow up...it only gets harder.
happy learning,
ellen v. leyden |
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Post by MARLENE MARISA MCKINNON on Aug 5, 2012 16:36:41 GMT
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You’re a right burst of sunshine, aren’t you? ‘It doesn’t get any easier once you grow up…only harder.’ Could you be anymore dull? Where were you this summer, prat, I hadn’t heard from you at all! Look at you, Ms. Head Girl! No surprise there, eh? I’m sure you’re parents are thrilled, I know mine where when I told them.
My summer was fine, I suppose– mum and I barely spoke but I did break the silence to tell her your good news. Other than that it’s been quite the dry spell really. I’ve told her to sod off a couple of times this summer…that wasn’t pretty.
Sixth year has been a proper disaster thus far, specifically the horror that is N.E.W.T level Transfiguration. I don’t even bloody know how I managed to scrap an E on my OWLs, but now I’m stuck in this class and it’s a right shite show, if I do say so myself. I’ve been meaning to ask you for help, actually. I suppose we could meet up for drinks, and then swing by the library to turn rats into match boxes? Let me know!
Cheers!
--Mare
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Post by ELLEN VICTORIA LEYDEN on Aug 6, 2012 2:26:55 GMT
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Breaking away from a mother's death grasp is never an easy thing to do, and I totally believe you when you say it wasn't pretty. Parents just don't understand things sometimes! I can remember when I told Charlotte -cough- mother -cough- to stop trying to control me, and that my friend was definitely not pretty. In fact I think she still has wrinkles from that day!
Transfiguration you say? Aren't you lucky to have a friend who happens to consider the class her best and favorite? The secret to passing McGonagall's lovely class is to study hard and not get 'freaked' out. It sounds silly on paper, but it truly is the key to success. If you don't find that sufficient enough advice (and I bet you won't) then turning rats into matchboxes sounds like a capital idea!
love,
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