Aunt Amelia got me a new broom for Christmas. New model of the Shooting Star. It handles fantastically. I've been giving myself extra time to practise and prepare. It took some time to get used to the new broom.
I'd like to say I've improved but I won't know for sure until tomorrow.
Family is really on my nerves. Thank goodness I'm back at Hogwarts. If I had to listen to Aunt Edea any longer, I'd have been trying to figure out how Harry blew up his aunt. Or pulling out my hair. At least Aunt Amelia was there, made things less crazy.
I'm just glad to be back. It's better than 'home'.