14 September 2022. Woe is me.
I woke up late this morning. Usually, I have long, luxurious sleeps in my warm nightgown. Instead, I was up all night pondering some of the unneeded animosity towards me. I was late for my classes because the staircase to the fifth floor had vanished before I could get to it. I had to take the LONG ROUTE. Professor Hookum scolded me. This castle is a MAZE, even as an experienced seventh year. I hate walking -- it's not as though I actually need any exercise. My body is wonderfully hourglass-shaped as it is.
STARLA MAKENNA is rude to me. DANIEL CORNFOOT is rude to me. ANNA DUNLOP is rude to me. KARIN THOMAS is rude to me. AMITY SMITH is rude to me. I don't understand why this rudeness has to exist when I've done NOTHING wrong. I'm just being myself. I know it hurts to not be in Slytherin, but golly. They don't have to take it out on me! I'm the good person here. I'm a lot friendlier than Saraswati and Chloe combined. I hope the lot of them realise who I'm related to. They will certainly change their unacceptable ways once they do, that's for certain.
I still love Hogwarts. There's no place I'd rather be.
/PRIVATE.
I loathe Mondays.