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nice [April 5, 2005]
[ mood | creative ]

It's a nice nice day, I slept well, and I teach two classes today, which is even better. Otaur and Silvana and I will be training today, seperately and together. I can't wait to begin fighting practice again. And today I lean purification rituals! I hope everyone has as great a day as I'm having so far!

Luna

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[March 29, 2005]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

I had a wonderful lunch date with Oliver, we went to a nice creole based place, and I told him bits about myself, and he told me things about himself. I was fond of him ere we first met, and I grow fonder as the time goes by.

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snuggle [March 28, 2005]
[ mood | awake ]

So today was nice, the waking up and the simplicity of it all. I'm going to work on building my pond today, after class. They wrote papers on dark divination, which is definitely great, and I really have faith for Thom, Gigi, and Murphy, who have shown great potential for having divining skills that we've talked about.
I can't wait to see Silvana today, Oliver was so nice, to walk me back to my room, we decided to go for a late lunch today, just to hang out. I'm so excited!

Luna

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up *after the chat with Ginny, night that Ron is practicing with the band* [February 23, 2005]
I'm sick feeling, my brain is dizzy, my hands are covered . . . covered. I can't think, can't talk, can't imagine what . . . I'm so tired, so tired . . .

so . . . sooo
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promises [February 18, 2005]
This is to all who love.

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letters [February 17, 2005]
[ mood | bouncy ]

WHEE! Today I got a response fromn Reggi, he sent me all his CD's and walkman, because he didn't have anymore batteries . . . so I'm playing with it, and it's wonderful!

I picked up my dress today, and it's beautiful, prefect, I swear it's as though it's been sitting around waiting for me. I asked her to have a 'Prince Charming' of Germanic origins outfit ready for a young man this afternoon, and sent Ron over that way.

Hermione, Ginny, Tonks, and I enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. More for later!

Luna

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cockle shells [February 17, 2005]
[ mood | content ]

Journal:

I just crawled into bed, to find a handsome redhead in it, and I took a moment to realize my luck, and the luck that so many of us find and hold onto. He looks beautiful in sleep, my wonderful Sikea, flame of my soul.

Today was again marked with happiness, and joy for all that I share and all that I am continually aware of, for all the gifts I have received. I will write to Otaur and Reggi and Vic tomorrow, before I teach. After reading most of the Divination scrolls, it's pretty wonderful that the students seem to enjoy learning about different types as opposed to me teaching them something they might not have. A couple students came up to me with different questions, mostly, is there a person I know who can tell them if they are this or that. Most of them wrote intriguing journals and parchments on the particular one. I might try to contact Seishi, a colleague in Hokkaido.

Dinner with Ginny was lovely, we had Chinese, and Merlin knows how ecstatic I get with international cuisine. I guess I'm next for Veritaserum, and honestly, I'm not scared of getting asked questions. It's not like I can lie, and it's not like I would.

And on that, I am going to sleep.

Luna

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opening up the box *open* [February 16, 2005]
[ mood | jubilant ]

Today is marked with a wonderful edging of inspiration and love. I am entirely feeling filled with wonder. I can't even verbalize it. I hope I can share it with everyone.

Luna

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paintings [February 14, 2005]
[ mood | bouncy ]

Today is the first lecture with the Snorkacks, and I am bursting from the seams. Ron went back to the flat last night, and said he had a meeting with some colleagues about a band, so he won't be here for it, but he says he's going to be around a lot. I'm horribly excited. I can't wait for it. I've been listening to my punk and alternative, and jumping about like a maniac. I swear the stars are all singing for me today!

Luna

AND I GET TO HAVE DINNER WITH GINNY!

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today, today [February 13, 2005]
[ mood | chipper ]

Woke up lovely this morning, honestly, while I don't recommend the whole, enormously big bottle emptying itself into your tummy while you are a) karaoke-ing or b) playing two person spin the bottle, I do find that once in a while, to a point, you are allowed to become unable to stand upright for more than three minutes. Ron and I did get absolutely pissed last night, and it was GREAT! Fun, fun, fun. I loved it. I loved the Rum, which is now my new favorite liquour of choice. It's funny how two things in my life that I love a lot are headed with the letter 'R.' And then we slept and it was lovely! And then we had breakfast in bed and cuddled, and generally, the fun was in. I've read journals and it's utterly strange what has happened in this week of abscence. Does no one talk? Don't you know trust or anything? Is this primer school?

Honestly.

Luna

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open for responses! [February 13, 2005]
[ mood | drunk ]

ROn is enormously sexy, and there isn't any thing bad with our relationsip, because, we, unlike, like everyone elswe, communmicate!

Oh, Ron sex . . . must away. Pineapple Rum is beatuiful.

Luan

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before the fight, after the transcendence, *no responses* [February 10, 2005]
I have layed Ron down, he is still in the spell, and I can't even write four words without looking at him. Fear is paralyzing me, I can't even imagine how anyone manages to deal properly with stress -- I've never experienced this feeling, like my insides have disappeared, and they are currently being hungover, and though they aren't in my body, there is an invisible umbilical chord of tingling pain, which transfers the feelings of previously mentioned insides to me. My throat burns with uncried tears, and my heart feels to break any minutes. I can't even . . . no . . . God, why are things so wrong?

I left a month and a half ago to start my new life from that which my father told me to make, and suddenly I return to discover that he wishes to keep me here. I hate this, hate that suddenly I am something different, something that is terrifying.

A Reborn . . . I had only heard about them . . . read of them in the scrolls that Healer Wife keeps. I cannot be that, they have . . . there are powers I know I cannot have. Things that I do not want to have, there . . . I wouldn't have fallen in love with Ron, though I worry . . . perhaps I am, which is why they seem so eager to let him fight Teoma. Merlin, please save him. I love him . . . I can't lose him, I would . . . I would die.

Luna.
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tribes *no response* [February 7, 2005]
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The dark places of the mind are frightening. So much is happening, with Ron, with myself. I feel a different heart beating in me sometimes, one that speaks differently, hears differently. The stars move through the skies tonight, and I stand in the sacred pool and read their dreams of the past and that of what will come, trying to discern which path lay where and finding the inability to do so in some cases, as though my mind and the other mind cannot see with the other there. I am unable to open the lock, for the key lies elsewhere.
Ron's heart beats inside me, his feelings though . . . what are they? I love him. Mothers and Fathers how I love him. It's as though this love has been waiting inside me and the world for a millenia, growing and pressing and overflowing. I didn't know who it was that I was saving some time ago, and I wonder if it was Ron, if he saved me. If we were meant to meet a million minutes ago when I lay eyes on him in the car of the train, if then I should have seen what our future was, if there I should have walked over and kissed him.

I love him.

Luna
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purify *no responses* [February 2, 2005]
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Ron was so sweetly sleeping, I barely got him to eat the food I gave him, and then promptly passed out again. He's wonderful to watch, and I wonder why things are getting so perfect but continually being edged by strangeness. I think he is beginning to understand that there is another world beyond what even wizards will accept, a world that I seem to belong to. The world where thestrals speak and Snorkacks are believed. I worried I would never find someone who would understand and love me for that. I have begun dreaming what Ron dreams, or what others live, and the songs of earth have not left me, but gotten stronger as we near the encampment. I will speak to the thestrals tomorrow about when we will arrive, they have been a great help, and I can't wait till they meet their kin. I will fall asleep with Ron tonight, fall asleep next to the one whose gotten further inside my soul than any other, exception being Healer Wife or Shaman Father.

Luna.
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filled *no responses* [February 2, 2005]
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Today Ron discovered how to ride a thestral, and I think from now on I might still ride with him. I like the closeness we share. It's so comforting and sweet and wonderful feeling. I'm wondering what my father will say to Ron, or if he will even understand or notice. My father has the propensity to completely ignore the finer subjects in life, and I suppose that is his defense mechanism. Ron asked me about my mother, and I told him a lot more than I've told anyone, and at the same time, it reminded me how little I truly know of her. I've become mildly obsessed with her in the last few months, having random dreams with little places and bits from memories.

Hmmm . . .

Luna
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Trip Journal *no one can respond, sorry -- it's being hand written* [February 1, 2005]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Journal:

Today we started the journey to the tribe, which invariably moves all over the place, which is why the thestrals as a travel device are good. They provide much needed speed and the ability to find just about anything you need. Ron and I are currently making our way there, and I think I've broken down my responses to an outsider into three possiblities:

1)He followed me -- possibly good, but they could kill him.

2) He's here to protect me -- also possibly good, but utterly offensive and possibly, they might still kill him.

3) Break down and refer to him as my man, with emphasis. Their language is a vowel base, with only a few consonants (m, s, t, k), so if I say, "Aiua ka ai tawuae ma tieu Ron" they might be okay, they might even allow him to sleep in a tent, or induct him into the tribe. As long as I remember tawuae, instead of tawua, which would still mean they might kill him.

Ron seems to be getting better at riding, though I think brooms and apparating have spoilt him. Perhaps later I will show him how to properly ride, elsewise he may be to hurt to even walk.


Luna.

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[January 30, 2005]
I am immeasurably happy . . . yet.

Yet there is something.

Last night, Ron and I had a lot of fun with the group, and then wetn on to have some, hmm, other types of fun. And we woke up and then there was Dumbledore and now Ron is in my bath, and I can smell him on my sheets and I'm packed and god, I don't know what's wrong with me, there's still this strange hole somewhere inside me, and I'm not sure why it isn't filled. I'm so excited for this trip, but dreadfully frightened, as I have to come up with a reason for why I am bringing someone.

Gads, Ron is out of the shower . . .

I will crow Hermione after this post.

Luna

PS: Ron. Is. A. God.
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ugh [January 28, 2005]
[[for teck, if you can't get it to work, it's network menu, network programs, campus, instant messenger, then aol]]
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[January 27, 2005]
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The first day was wonderful, honestly, I couldn't be happier, but there is this feeling of unfulfilled inside, hollowing me and leaving me empty and full. I want with all my heart to fill it completely, abate the sadness that lines this hole in me. Almost in my soul.

Luna
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[January 27, 2005]
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I have just returned from my meeting with Dumbeldore, and found that I will be picking up where Sybil left off last class, and finishing the term out with my own brand of teaching. I think it will be more exciting than I can bear to think of.

He also was enormously interested in the Snorkack tribe, and was wondering if I could convince the Shaman to come and lecture for a day. I thought it would be spotting!

Luna!
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