there'll be peace when you are done ||lorraine/open||
Sept 28, 2016 19:49:02 GMT -6
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Post by CORA C. P. ROSIER on Sept 28, 2016 19:49:02 GMT -6
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ON A STORMY SEA OF MOVING EMOTION
ON A STORMY SEA OF MOVING EMOTION
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The new school year had only just started and yet there was a mound of homework awaiting Cora all ready. Thankfully she was ready, she was prepared. She'd read as much of her school material during her summer holidays, she didn't get through as much as she'd liked but at least she had a little head start. This year was going to be hard but she knew she could get through it. Cora loved Hogwarts just like the majority of students but she couldn't wait to be graduated. Life was going to be so perfect and amazing. She had an incredible boyfriend, she knew what she wanted to do for a career and she was going to nail this school year and get perfect grades. Positive thinking was her new thing this year because she knew things would be tougher without it.[break][break]
Cora hitched up her back pack and made her way into the library. There were a few people here and there but not as many as there would be come May when the exams would be looming. [break][break]
Cora looked about for a spot to settle in. She found one not too far in. There was an empty table, the soft glow of artificial light and a lot of books surrounding her. The feel of the library was a comforting one but Cora never knew why, she couldn't figure out why she liked being surrounded by books. As she unpacked her bag she looked at the towering shelves, they made her feel so small, she couldn't explain the estrange sensation she got from being here.[break][break]
Cora pulled her books out of her backpack and placed them on the table next to her. She got out her inkwell and quill and set them up. Rummaging deep in her bag she finally found her pieces of rolled up parchment. She got out three and placed them next to her quill. She wanted to keep on top of her assignments as quickly as possible. [break][break]
Sitting down Cora shuffled her bag under the table. She opened her Defence Against the Dark Arts books and started ruffling through the pages, looking for any sort of relavent info. She had her class apponted text book and also a couple of others she'd bought from Florish and Blott's on her school holidays. She was going to nail this essay! Just as soon as she could find any information what so ever on the subject. Why did she have a feeling of serious foreboding? Man this was going to be a fail, she could just feel it.[break][break]
A couple of hours later and on an open roll of parchment was teh existance of a start of an essay that Cora had started an hour and 45 minutes ago. She sucked at this right now. She'd had such a positive outlook for this year and not even a whole week in to her seventh year and she was flailing. She was not doing anywhere near as well as she had hoped. Had she ruined her brain somehow? Was she becoming dumb? Cora placed her head on her essay parchment and sighed. She was tired and totally not passing her NEWT's.[break][break]
The new school year had only just started and yet there was a mound of homework awaiting Cora all ready. Thankfully she was ready, she was prepared. She'd read as much of her school material during her summer holidays, she didn't get through as much as she'd liked but at least she had a little head start. This year was going to be hard but she knew she could get through it. Cora loved Hogwarts just like the majority of students but she couldn't wait to be graduated. Life was going to be so perfect and amazing. She had an incredible boyfriend, she knew what she wanted to do for a career and she was going to nail this school year and get perfect grades. Positive thinking was her new thing this year because she knew things would be tougher without it.[break][break]
Cora hitched up her back pack and made her way into the library. There were a few people here and there but not as many as there would be come May when the exams would be looming. [break][break]
Cora looked about for a spot to settle in. She found one not too far in. There was an empty table, the soft glow of artificial light and a lot of books surrounding her. The feel of the library was a comforting one but Cora never knew why, she couldn't figure out why she liked being surrounded by books. As she unpacked her bag she looked at the towering shelves, they made her feel so small, she couldn't explain the estrange sensation she got from being here.[break][break]
Cora pulled her books out of her backpack and placed them on the table next to her. She got out her inkwell and quill and set them up. Rummaging deep in her bag she finally found her pieces of rolled up parchment. She got out three and placed them next to her quill. She wanted to keep on top of her assignments as quickly as possible. [break][break]
Sitting down Cora shuffled her bag under the table. She opened her Defence Against the Dark Arts books and started ruffling through the pages, looking for any sort of relavent info. She had her class apponted text book and also a couple of others she'd bought from Florish and Blott's on her school holidays. She was going to nail this essay! Just as soon as she could find any information what so ever on the subject. Why did she have a feeling of serious foreboding? Man this was going to be a fail, she could just feel it.[break][break]
A couple of hours later and on an open roll of parchment was teh existance of a start of an essay that Cora had started an hour and 45 minutes ago. She sucked at this right now. She'd had such a positive outlook for this year and not even a whole week in to her seventh year and she was flailing. She was not doing anywhere near as well as she had hoped. Had she ruined her brain somehow? Was she becoming dumb? Cora placed her head on her essay parchment and sighed. She was tired and totally not passing her NEWT's.[break][break]
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time: 15:34, day: thursday, date: seventh september two thousand and twenty three.
time: 15:34, day: thursday, date: seventh september two thousand and twenty three.
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TOSSED ABOUT, I’M LIKE A SHIP ON THE OCEAN
TOSSED ABOUT, I’M LIKE A SHIP ON THE OCEAN
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TABLE BY TRINITY @ ADOXOGRAPHY[break]
LYRICS FROM CARRY ON WAYWARD SON, BY KANSAS
TABLE BY TRINITY @ ADOXOGRAPHY[break]
LYRICS FROM CARRY ON WAYWARD SON, BY KANSAS
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