Valentina Pritchard

So, I have had an incredibly interesting couple of days. And I finally got those headaches sorted, my healer said he thought it was probably just stress, but it's good to finally know the cause.

[Willow]
I was asked by a charming older Italian gentleman if I'd like to be his mistress. He said I'd never want for anything, I'd live in a villa by the seaside and have servants to attend to my every need. As tempted as I was by that, I said no.

Made for a funny story to tell you, though.
[End]

[Private to Willow]
I am the worst sister in the history of sisters! I am so sorry that I forgot your birthday to say happy birthday yesterday! Tell me how I can make it up to you. Anything you want, I promise. Well, within reason, you know.

I have your present at my flat, if you want to come and get it. Or I can bring it to you. Anything.
[End]

I'm still getting those headaches...and that's not even mentioning the dreams where we were all tied

In a world filled with darkness, we all need some kind of light. Whether it's a great flame that shows us what we've lost, or a powerful light intended to scare away monsters, or a few glowing candles that reveal hidden truths to us. We all need something to help us get through the night, even if it's just the tiniest glimmer of hope.

Okay, as if it wasn't bad enough that I woke up with Tyree Troy in my bed yesterday (not that it was bad, Tyree! It was quite enjoyable. Not that there was anything to enjoy! I'm sorry I snuggled you, I'm kind of a snuggle fiend. Not that you needed to know that. Or anything. Yeah. I'm shutting up now.) but now I have someone narrating every little thing I do, and every little thought I have and I WAS NOT RAMBLING!

Christ, this is driving me mad! I can barely hear myself think over this stupid narrator, and WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP FOR FIVE MINUTES?

Tämä on viileä. Olen aina halunnut oppia toisen kielen. Hyvin voin jo laulaa ranskaksi, italialaiseksi, espanjaksi ja saksalaiseksi, ja tiedän tarpeeksi ottaa suunnan. ..wel,-johtajilta, mutta tämä on viileä.

Mikä kirjoittaa muu. Minulla on vielä tämä peskyn nuha ja minun täytyy vielä ottaa kaikki nämä inhottavat lääkkeet sille. Minulla ei ole ollut enemmän unia. Ainakin en ajattele, että minun on.

Se on hyvä asia, joka olen kotona sairas muuten minun täytyisi vastata epämukavia kysymyksiä.

( Translation )

I had the strangest dream last night, one that I'm going to attribute to the cold medicine I've been taking by the gallons. Maybe.

Hmm.

It was about the Ministry ball, and everyone was really angry. I just remember thinking that it was so bizarre.

[Private - friends can break through]
Diagon Alley is reopened. That's good news, or it should be. I can't bring myself to go back. It's been rebuilt, yes, but it's also the place where my brother and so many of our friends died. I just... I need a little time. It's too soon. Thank God that I don't spend that much time in the Wizarding world.

Finn's funeral is on Wednesday. I still don't believe that he was suicidal. It just wasn't Finn. He was one of the happiest people I've ever known. He wouldn't commit suicide.
[End]

My heart goes out to the families and friends of the people who died.

[Private]
So much death. And now Finn is gone, too. I can't believe that he committed suicide, I just can't.
[End]

[Bryn and Abercrombies]
I know that it seems like no one can know what you're going through, and that saying that I understand what you're feeling doesn't help at all, but I do. If there is anything that I can do for you, please let me know.
[End]

The ball was fun, kind of.

Did something strange happen to anyone else? It was weird, one minute I was fine, and then the next, I don't know, it was all fuzzy and I had this terrible headache. We left after that.

Gosh it's nice to be me again. My body and I had a very soothing cup of tea this morning and caught up over an egg white omelet, and then we went curtain shopping. Pervert neighbors. I live on the seventeenth floor, and things like that shouldn't happen.

I have rehearsals tonight - rehearsals I can actually go to - so that's nice, too.

[Dave]
I went on the London Eye yesterday, and I nearly had a heart attack and died, it was so scary. That thing is 135 metres tall. 135 metres! And it's slow. I had to cover my eyes and hyperventilate a few times, and I'm sure everyone else thought I was crazy, but I did it.

So, I guess this means that the fear is all in my head, doesn't it?
[End]

Well, it was nice being me while it lasted. I wonder if I'll be a different person every other day when I wake up. It will make life more interesting, but again, can't go into work. The director is starting to get a bit put out with me. Oh, well.

I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl! I'm a girl!

I think I gave my neighbors a bit of a show this morning, the perverts. I was so excited to see that I had a high pitched voice and no penis when I woke up that I was dancing around my bedroom in my knickers. They were watching from the flat across the road. At the time, I was so excited that I didn't care, but now I'm a bit embarrassed; I don't think I'll be able to meet their eyes ever again.

I should buy some curtains.

I woke up with five o'clock shadow. Is that what it's called? Whatever, anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that I woke up with a penis and a beard. This is so weird.

I went from a soprano to a tenor.

I can't go to work like this. Christ, I hope this doesn't last long.

At least I'm hot as a guy.

Talk about a storm in a teacup.

Everything was making such a huge deal about the registration thing that I was a little bit afraid to go, but I went (mainly to avoid prison time) and it was perfectly pleasant. I was a bit startled by the things popping out of walls - and I'm not sure why they wanted to know what my favorite pizza topping is - but I got a lollipop out of it, so it all works out in the end.

And for anyone interested, our next production will be Puccini's La Bohème.

[Colby]
Are you okay? Do you need anything? Why are they holding you?
[End]

My sympathies to the family and friends of the missing girls. And to the families of the people killed in the riot.

Wow, that was just...wow. We had a full house tonight and the actual show? What a rush! It was amazing being onstage and singing in front of everyone and... and... I don't even have words to describe how wonderful it was! I had some jitters before the show, but the minute I stepped onstage it went away and it was just... wow!

The opera is opening Monday night. They're putting on Lucia di Lammermoor and I'm singing the part of Lucia. It's my debut as one of the leads. I can't breathe

I would like this opportunity to ask my friends and family for a favor.

Please don't come.

If I fail miserably, I want it to be in front of a group of strangers and not people I see all the time.

Mum and dad are on their way back to England now. There was something pressing in a ruin in Belize that kept them from coming back for Nate's funeral.

I mean, it's only been there for a thousand years, it clearly couldn't wait another few weeks. That's not fair, Val.

I have rehearsals every night this week, but the director is being kind enough to give me the weekends, though I did have to bully him a little bit for it. It will give me a little bit of time to spend with mum and dad before they go back.

( Un'armonia celeste, di', non ascolti? )