Crying In Bathroom Stalls

I am sorry for the way I acted these past few weeks. I don't know what came over me.

There are some people on this ship who need to crawl up and die.

[Private to Self]
What the fuck did he mean about reliving me death! The only one giving me life is me.
[End Private]

I just realized today is my birthday. I haven't needed to check calendars lately, so I nearly forgot myself. Though I don't know if it can really be counted seeing as it certainly wasn't a year since my last birthday. But, nevertheless, the date says it is my birthday and I plan to go by it.

It's lonely here. I think I want to get a pet, but I'm not sure what kind. Pets can't hate you, can they? Does anyone have any suggestions?

The libraries here are so extensive. I can see why people like it here so much. There are so many interesting books, both muggle and magical, I don't know where to start. All of them look incredibly wonderful, it's hard to decided where to start. I was thinking about rereading Hogwarts a History, or maybe even starting something new.

Where am I? One minute I was in the girls bathroom, opening the stall to yell at some boys, who apparently can't read or they would know that it said girls on the front, but then I ended up here, on this ship. If this is some kind of joke, it's not funny anymore. I mean seriously, I'm going to tell and you will all get detention.

I want to go home. I'm starting to get hungry and I have a Charms essay that I haven't even started yet. You've all had you're fun, now please stop, whatever it is you are doing and let me go!

( Recovering In Spruced Up Bathrooms  )