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A Nice Evening [25 Jan 2004|12:12pm]
[ mood | calm ]

This evening was quite pleasant, unlike many I have experienced in the recent past. Firstly, I finally finished grading my exams, which is always a pretty extensive chore. I was somewhat surprised that so many students did so well, considering most do not pay attention in class. Post-grading, Faith, Charlie, Luca, and I headed to Hogesmeade for a drink or two...or in Charlie's case, many drinks. Apparently, the dog that gifted me with Amanuet happened to find Faith on the street this time, and last I heard Headmaster Dumbledore allowed her to keep him. I went back to the staffroom, only planning to stay for a few moments, but Julianna was there, as well as Professor Lupin, though the latter looked to be quite absorbed in his reading. Julianna and I had not had the chance to talk for a long while, so I stayed for a time and then we took a turn around the castle and spoke about a few things.

I believe that woman is the only person at Hogwarts who actually understands me. I think this will develop into a long-term friendship.

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Birthmonth [12 Nov 2003|09:52pm]
Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciates praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.
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Amanuet [16 Oct 2003|06:06pm]
[ mood | happy ]

I have a kitten. She's mottled white and gray with the biggest blue eyes and the cutest pink nose. I went to Hogsmeade yesterday with Luca, Dristoph, and Faith Adams, one of the two Aurors the Ministry sent. I needed a little hard liquor to calm my nerves, as they have gotten stretched pretty thin over the past few weeks. Perhaps I drank a little more than I should have, but I was still perfectly lucid...

...despite talking to a dog as if he could understand what I was saying. But that is how I found Amanuet. I suppose he had been taking care of her, because she seemed comforted when she saw him. She honored me with a few claw marks on my fingers, but she has gotten used to me and her new home now. Ylinis is actually not at all put out, and they seem to get along pretty well. Of course, 'Lin stays out of her way, otherwise I think she may have lost a few feathers by now.

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[27 Sep 2003|11:45pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

((Yes, there has been much character development lately. =P))

Survey Requested From LucaCollapse )

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Amusement, in My Opinion [26 Sep 2003|09:09pm]
[ mood | amused ]

Professor Nikolai has informed me recently of the extra homework she has assigned our favorite pupil. I commented to her that he may be writing a novel-length work before the beginning of the Winter holidays. Should we make this impending novel assigned reading to warn the other students of said evils? Perhaps it will be a nice addition to the book lists for the fifth years. I really wish I had thought of it first, though I know if I catch him again with something that morally degrading, I already have my own assignment for him. The History of Queen Cleopatra...in hieroglyphics. I would love to see that. Unfortunately, however, I doubt the Headmaster would approve.

I have overheard the Weasleys, especially Ginny, speaking of their trip to Egypt. It has sent me into many a nostalgic reverie, and I think it is about time I visit again. It is an incredible place that I have been away from for far too long. I have also decided, after I am finished grading next week's assignment, that I will make a quick trip into Hogsmeade. I am already in dire need of a butterbeer, and it has been a good while since I spoke to Rosmerta. And...a kitten would be nice. I love Ylinis, but she can't exactly keep my feet warm in the winter, can she?

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[21 Sep 2003|04:05pm]
[ mood | calm ]

I am oddly surprised that my classes have been doing so well. Of course, it always seems that way at the beginning of the session, and then everyone gets bored, students fall asleep, and at least once every session I have to send someone out of the class for practicing their Charms homework on some other unsuspecting student or inanimate object. I do, however, have to be thankful that nothing monumental has transpired as of yet, a welcome relief from last year's...antics. I can deal with unruly students more effectively than magical creatures or fifty-year old memories of evil wizards.

Though at times, I would prefer defending myself against a Death Eater than confiscating another pornographic magazine.

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[26 Aug 2003|10:38pm]
[ mood | content ]

Not long now until the new session begins.

I thought tonight was going to be an evening I would regret going to the staff room, but I actually had a nice talk with Julianna. Granted, we did talk about one of my least favorite things (that is, one of my least favorite people), but all in all I enjoyed speaking with her. Perhaps we are becoming friends. We both have mothers who hound us for grandchildren constantly, though perhaps one day her mother will be able to boast of a few (though Julianna says she is still not sure whether she should spite the woman or not).

My mother will never get grandchildren. While sometimes I feel guilty about denying her that, it is my life, and hence my choice. Julianna did comment regarding my not being attached, and I am thankful she said that she envied me instead of trying to convice me of the supposed bliss companionship could bring. Finally, a woman who will not set me up with some oversexed booze hound just because she thinks he could bring me some excitement.

Yes, I believe I adore her.

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[12 Aug 2003|11:51pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Today found me in Diagon Alley picking up a new cage for Ylinis and a new volume for my personal library. I did indulge in some ice cream as well, which was admittedly the best part of the afternoon. And though I shouldn't be saying this, it was made all that much better when Mister Ferenczy met with an unfortunate accident that ruined another one of those vile pornographic materials he's always got his face buried in. I know already that my unwanted collection will be just as large, if not larger, than last year's.

...I think Professor Finbar has something of a crush on me. He won't stop winking at me, so much so that I think he may have some sort of motor disorder and I'm imagining it all. But the way he looks at me...

Of course, I have no interest in him, nor any other male on the face of the planet, and I try to make it as clear as possible. But goodness knows what effect my spurns of his real (or imagined--still not sure) advances will or will not have on him. Perhaps his attention will be drawn elsewhere and I won't have to deal with it much longer.

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[06 Aug 2003|11:29am]
[ mood | determined ]

Well, it isn't long until the next school year begins. I am, admittedly, always excited about it at this point. But when the session actually begins...well, I usually change my tune pretty quickly. Though, I hope this year will find me students that actually pay attention and wish to learn. That is why they're here, is it not? Though I'm still content enough to be happy that all of last year's business is over with. Goodness knows how we all kept our heads on straight. At least, goodness knows how most of us kept our heads on straight.

I have decided to make my course just a bit more difficult. Nothing too headache inducive, mind you. There are just some students that need to be challenged by more than the "core" courses that Minerva and that damned snake teach. No one takes hieroglyphics seriously enough anymore.

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OOC Announcement [06 Aug 2003|11:27am]
((The lovely Vivienne's journal shall now be reset. Turbatus Hogwarts is experiencing a major overhaul, and all previous entries should be completely ignored. If I catch you reading them, or even just looking, you'll suffer the consequences. I mean it.))

((...okay, I really don't mean it.))
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[19 Jul 2003|12:23pm]
[ mood | okay ]

Unfortunately, I have not heard that any progress has been made in the situation with the petrified students. And quite a bit more unfortunately, shortly after my last entry I found out that Mister Ferenczy would in fact be gracing the staff and other summer students with his presence. Though the silver lining in that cloud is the fact that I have yet to run into him or be responsible for grabbing up his various incarnations of pornography. As I heard, he turned seventeen just last Sunday. I can only hope that with each year brings him such according maturity. Though, that may be wishful thinking.

I received a letter from my Mum just a few days ago. Nothing special, really. Mum and Dad are both fine, enjoying some well-needed vacation since father's retirement. They visited New Zealand and Australia. Mum sent me a picture of the two of them riding along the beach. It was rather amusing, considering neither of my parents have been on the back of a horse in at least two decades. Dad was halfway off his bay while mum and her palomino seemed to be leaving him in the dust...well, sand as the case was.

At least I found myself smiling at it, though.

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Thank Goodness [10 Jul 2003|12:12am]
[ mood | determined ]

Thank heavens the school year has ended. While I will miss a handful of students, I am more than glad most of them are out of my hair (Mister Ferenczy in particular, though I am not sure if he will linger this summer...bugger). Though I must admit, I handed out more good marks this school year than I ever have before, which must mean the new crops of students are getting better instead of worse. That is a welcome relief.

On the note of the petrified students, the mandrake root should be fully mature and ready to adminster shortly. Although, that is no longer the largest of our concerns. If the cause of these unfortunate incidents is not brought to light, Hogwarts will be forced to close its doors. I am doing some research, though I am upset to say I am finding very little so far. Perhaps the others will have more luck than I. Though, I did find something rather interesting I shall share here, to take my mind off of...things.

I am a A Deep Drake!

Hey, I took the http://dragonhame.com online Inner Dragon quiz and found out I am a Deep Drake on the inside.
In the war between good and evil, a Deep Drake tends to walk the fine line of Neutrality....
When it comes to the powers of Chaos vs. those of Law and Order, your inner dragon tends to do things by the book. ...
As far as magical tendancies, a Deep Drake's nature does not lend itself well to the ways of Magic....
During combat situations, a true Deep Drake prefers to defeat opponents by the use of spells and other tactics....
The Deep Drake makes it's home in the farthest reaches of the Deepest Oceans. They seldom (if ever) come to the surface or have any contact with land dwelling creatures, although they do sometimes spend time among with the Sea-Elves.'
Deep Drakes are very large, even among dragons and while few have been seen by living beings, legends of the Deep Drake are known far and wide (especially among fisher folk and sailors).'
The Deep Drake's scales are a dark royal blue with markings and highlights of verdant green. They glitter and move through the water with a speed and grace unmatched by any other creature. Deep Drakes are generally good natured and have been known to rescue sea vessels and marooned sailors when possible. Among the creatures of the sea, the Deep Drake rules as master and in it's natural element there are none to rival it.
This Dragon's favorite elements are: Blue Diamonds, Pearls, and Sapphires

Something to ruminate upon while I continue my research.

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[17 Jun 2003|10:35pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

I have begun to pick up more various gossip from many of my students, and apparently the current list of suspects has lengthened past Harry Potter to include Draco Malfoy and Ciaran Locke. I know for a fact the last is quite innocent, though I cannot write anymore about that here. And, as I mentioned in a previous session, Harry Potter absolutely could not have done this. His parseltongue has frightened the students, and I believe their fear is what is causing them to come to this conclusion.

But Draco Malfoy...I know I should not say this in the position I am in, but I would not put it past the little bugger. I have seen the way he regards students of Jimmy and Penny's "status." Although, Draco is mostly all talk and no action. Even though he is a spiteful, haughty, nasty little imp, I do not think he would be quite that malicious.

I just...don't know what to think much anymore.

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[16 Jun 2003|11:38pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

Jimmy Hannesh has now joined Penny in the infirmary. It happened sometime late last night. Katy is doing all right considering, and I believe Ciaran has helped quite a bit to comfort her.

But even worse, many are pinning the blame upon Harry Potter.

I cannot believe this.

It must be Snape's doing.

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[16 Jun 2003|02:03am]
[ mood | tired ]

Well, today was a rather lackluster one. Thankfully. No traumas (that I know of at least) except one. It involved a student and some...goings on in a broom closet. I will purposely fail to mention the rest. My students continue to shirk their studies. Most of my students. I still have a few that always do well, like Ciaran and Hermione, but I often think some should be sent back to first year.

Julianna and Severus got into it in the staff room about Gryffindor and Slytherin and started throwing blueberry scones. Some people never grow up. Though Remus and I did have a little chuckle about it, which I won't mention to anyone. I played a little Monopoly with Andrea and Charlie, but I lost most of my money to Andrea because she had a monopoly on Boardwalk. I hate that.

I also met a man with a crop. Dristoph. I am not sure what to think of him yet, but he's lost a point for not liking hieroglyphics.

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Huh [10 Jun 2003|01:36am]
[ mood | indescribable ]

The name Vivienne has given you tenacity of purpose and has made you extremely independent. Whatever you undertake, you approach from your own point of view, and others either have to conform to your ideas or go their own way and leave you to work things out for yourself. You are so narrowly focused in your pursuits that you frequently overlook the little personal considerations and attentions that create a bond of understanding and sense of companionship. Thus it is difficult for you to merge your efforts harmoniously with others. In the home, you can inadvertently be offhand and abrupt when you would really like to show your affection. In circumstances that require a little finesse, you find that you are inclined to be too direct and straight to the point and suffer frustration in your personal relationships as a result. Tension could affect the eyes, ears, teeth, or sinuses. Frequent head colds or severe headaches are potential problems.

Well, then.

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The Proverbial Fan is Covered... [30 May 2003|10:27pm]
[ mood | distressed ]

*sigh* What an eventful and confusing past few days, more than worthy of a...what are they called...ah, soap opera. The tensions amongst the staff are probably at an all-time high, though each and every day many of the members continue to surprise me with the extent of their mismatched priorities and relentless squabbling. I swear, this place is starting to operate more and more like four different schools instead of one, though I must admit the fault in these forming fissures lies with only a handful of people.

They shall, out of my unfailing propriety, remain nameless.

But, on a much more pressing note, Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban (heaven knows how), young Penelope has been petrified, and I have just been informed that our own Ciaran Locke is, in all likelihood, a werewolf.

Bloody hell. We are all going to Tartarus in a handbasket.

I need an Aspirin. *sigh*

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The Fruits of Semi-Productive Boredom [30 May 2003|01:45am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

When Not Reading, Researching, or Teaching...Collapse )

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