Gooseberry High

Favorite thing about Spring Break, GO!

I'm starting to really hate the New Moon. And to avoid my journal whenever it comes around.

Let's do a topic change, eh? Anyone have any exciting plans for Spring Break?

Change of plans everyone! I am now going to marry my power couple blonde bombshell cutie Sylla, and Clem the dark haired warrior (omg I'm writing a story as I speak this) is going to join us. We just have too much love to give to be put in a defining box. ♥

But in EVEN MORE IMPORTANT NEWS: HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHLOE DOLL!!!!

[Warded to Olivia]

Hey pretty lady. Despite my apparently complicated love life, I wanted to ask you if you had anyone to go to the tea tomorrow with? And if not, would you want to go with me?

It's certainly been a crazy week so far. I wonder what mum would have said if she'd heard about the possibility that the ghost in the woods is really some type of creature? I wonder if we're allowed to share that kind of thing

Speaking of creatures, I'm still on the lookout for that poor snake! I'm sure he'll turn up soon with everyone looking.

Many apologies to anyone who had their breakfast disrupted by the escaped bowtruckle my mom upset by focusing too much attention on me. We're still not sure how he got out of her pocket, but he's back safe and sound and they've talked things through.

It's still such a surprise that my cousin came! Suggestions on what to show everyone today before the conferences? Preferably something that can hold my dad's attention well enough otherwise he tends to wander.

2014 is really shaping up to be a great year! First, my parents said I could keep Goose (though obviously not here at school) Second, my parents are coming to school. I can't wait! They'll get to meet everyone and see what this place is like and it's going to be amazing.

I just hope dad can behave for an entire visit. ;)

It's SO GOOD to be home, you guys. I mean, I miss all of you terribly of course, but I get to spend my day with this adorable little guy...



(There are singe marks on the page, scattered in different places)

I've decided to call him Goose*. If it wasn't so wonderfully warm here, he'd be happy to help. Or at least as much as his little self can right now. My current mission is convincing mum and dad that he should actually be my Christmas present. I don't think I'm asking for much. ;)

*Name is still being debated by parentals

That was an amazing performance everyone! I've never watched a play before, so it was a nice first. It was easy to see how hard everyone worked!

And now that that success is under our belts, it's easy to focus on the dance coming upon us quickly. With everyone talking about the dance, I figured I'd try this out and maybe I wouldn't look silly. I might need a little help figuring out what to wear. I've seen some offers for help, and I definitely hope I can captalize on that. Especially since I don't really have any super nice ones

All this talk about the dance is a little overwhelming. I didn't realize it was such a big deal!

At least all this excitement means it's going to be really fun, right?

JUST SO YOU ALL KNOW.

There's going to be a wedding. A BEAUTIFUL wedding. With the MOST BEAUTIFUL of beautiful brides. (By that I mean Clementine because I'm not really sure if we're both brides in this case or if there's a term or what!)

Anyway, as you might have guessed, CLEM AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED.

I'm writing the owl to mom and dad as we speak. Clem, do I need to ask your parents first? For your hand?

I'm really sorry to admit it, but I've been here for a little over a year now and I still have no idea what the point of Thanksgiving is.

Hockey seems fun, though!

If you happen to see my cat Madoc today, do offer him your congratulations and praise, for I am very proud of him and his progress. He has killed his first rat this morning! He's still a kitten, so all encouragement would be wonderful as he embraces his true predatory instinct at this formative time in his life.

I do apologize to Bailey for him leaving his trophy on your pillow, but I have left a very strong cleaning potion that Mummy and Daddy sent with me on your desk. Madoc must have a great deal of affection for you to leave the slain foe in your bed, I suppose if we truly consider that point of view on the bright side. He is very protective of our cabin and we should all be very grateful as such.

Maybe I just don't drink enough. I feel like I'm absolutely, 100%, legitimately dying now. I didn't even feel that bad this morning.

Is this normal? I see others are feeling bad too, so, maybe it is.

Who: Tabitha Ogletree and OPEN
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: Just outside Ribbonfin, by the stream
What: Tabitha is tired of feeling sad.

( She'd had just enough sense to wrap up warm before she left Ribbonfin, but all her tendencies towards actually taking care of herself had disappeared by the time she'd spotted a convenient looking rock to sit on. )