February 26th, 1888
It has been an endless parade of papers and tests in the past week. Everyone has been just as busy as myself. I am more likely to have a conversation with one of my friends as we work on papers than I am to find them at supper. It almost feels as if we are all on our own and yet as if we are all together - even if we aren’t talking. I do miss having time to simply spend with them, even the chatter before bed as quieted down as we stay up until curfew and then crawl into bed exhausted. Why is it so different from when school began?
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Thank you Bee <3 Your magic has made Sisse bloom