And I just now realize . . .
I have to attend the yule ball... I wrote home to mother and practically begged for something to wear. She said she would send me something, although I don't beleive her. [Private] She will probably be too drunk to remember anyway [/Private] I'll find something, maybe I'll write to my sister. It will be fine. Oh no! Now where did I put my purple quill!
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