Izzy is playing a different game.

( The one who outhgta to give up, but she's just too hard headed... )

Oh. I'm sorry Julian, did I accidentally bump you on the stairs and send you flying down them.? I'm so sorry. I mean, I had no idea it was you, because I was just so wrapped up in my own head thinking about how I have a job and have been at my sister's side as she gave birth to that lovely little boy of her's.

I feel just awful that your nose is broken, and that massive goose egg now forming on your forehead. And the way that your arm was sticking out at the wrong angle, gosh that was hard to look at and not laugh my ass off. Oh dear. Looks like the hospital is just as tricky as any other place. I'm making a mental note to make sure that the stairs never get the best of me.

In other news, I singed the lease on my new place today! I get the keys on Thursday and I can start moving in after work on Friday!

I WIN AT LIFE TODAY. I CAN'T LOSE! I need a poker game...like now.

This is possibly the most well deserved hangover ever. And despite it's effects, I regret nothing about last night. It was all worth it.

It feels weird not having anything to do at the moment. I feel like I should be doing something, but I look over at my desk and see my shiny badge sitting there and I really don't have anything to do. So, I think I'll lye in bed for a little while longer with the fuzz ball before I decide what I want to do.

I'm so happy I could start balling! AHAHAHAHA! YOU GUYS ARE ALL SCREWED NOW!

All of that hard work. All of that time locking myself away to do extra studying and/or logging extra practice time. All of that extra time I pulled on the training courses. All of that time bugging my mentor with questions and asking to take on extra tasks. Every hour I put in extra to prove my work ethic. Every club meeting, friend gathering, family function, that I either had to skip out early or miss entirely. All because I knew that today was going to be one of the hardest things I've ever been through and I needed to be prepared for it. I wanted to throw up this morning when I woke up I was so nervous.

And as a result today I'm not just "Another Macmillan" entering the Aurors. Today, I am Isabella Macmillan of the Aurors. Top in my class bitches. Top. In. My. Class. Told you the go big or go home mentality would work. See! Knew I wouldn't end up a stripper. Daddy even looked proud of me when I told him! That's when I started to have that "burst out crying at any second" feeling.

As you can probably tell from all of my inkblots, I...might have already started to celebrate...now if you'll excuse me I think the bars are calling my name!

After the Forum tonight I will be locking myself away in my room until it's time to go to Panel on Friday. Must be first in my class. I have to be. It's the only way I'm going to prove myself to everyone. The only way I can show that I haven't been getting by on just my name. Because I've worked my ass off... So if any of you would like to see this face, I'll be around until I leave for Hogsmeade. Granted, I didn't plan on going alone, so I suppose you can still see me there.

I think it's quite an interesting topic and I'm sure there are going to be strong opinions on both sides of the coin so hopefully it just won't get out of control and people will behave like, oh I don't know, adults. Here's hoping, yeah?

Seventeen Days.

That's it.

Just seventeen days. Then Judgment Day happens.

So today's designated task for the internes was "Keep the press away" from our floor. I've actually learned something about myself today. I'm really good at this. Turns out, most of these guys, aren't that smart so it wasn't that hard. Actually, it was kind of fun. Probably the most fun I've here in a long time.

I saw Mr. Shale from across the floor. Poor guy. He seemed ridiculously shaken up. Not that I blame him. This whole thing is one giant cluster if you ask me. Sadly, I think it's going to keep being a cluster for a while too. It's just not going to go away. Already there were angry letters being sent here, so, yes, let the fun begin, yeah?

Thankfully, there's really nothing I can do at the moment, so now it's just a matter of figuring out what the heck to do with the rest of my night after all of that fun and excitement all afternoon.

I slept for sixteen hours last night. Solidly. So not even like sort of waking up and just being lazy and rolling back over. When I woke up, it was almost two in the afternoon. Whoops. Guess I needed it. But after that, a small lunch and spending a little bit of time with the fuzz ball, I'm starting to feel like my old self again. That and I'm going over Grandma and Grandpa Hopkin's for dinner tonight! I guess mum's been talking to them about everything that's been going on and they insisted on just having me over for a bit. I love it there. A nice big farm with lots of land and chickens running around everywhere in the back yard. We used to chase them when we were little until Grandma got after us. Or we got "too old" to do so, or something.

After that, I don't know what I'll do. Probably come back here and have a staring contest with my study binder for Panel most likely. It'll lose when I throw it on my bed and decide I'd rather do something else. I just, I'm not in the mood to focus on school things at the moment. I'll work on that again tomorrow. Today, today will be for me.

Walked out of the post office and someone jumped on my back and then said in a creepy voice that I'm now one of them. So what did I do? Not realizing that ZvH was still going on, I might have thrown the poor girl off of me and nearly hexed her into next week. She started apologizing like a mad woman, because she thought I was playing. I apologized for what I did. But at the same time, I clearly wasn't playing. I had no weapon, no bandanna, and I had an armful of shopping bags in my hands.

Basically, long story short, I can't wait for sundown to come, and all of this to be over. I mean, I don't care if people play. That's fine. Have fun! We could use a little around her. However, once people start being stupid about it, then I start having a problem with it.

( Large ink spill )

( [Taylor] )

"If you're going through hell, keep going."
-Winston Churchill.

I will find you. I will hunt you down. I will make you fucking bleed for this. First my cousins, now my best friend. No one messes with the Macmillans. NO ONE. Intentional or not. I never took this quite so personally, because I'm not supposed to. Because I can't. But this. This is the straw that broke the camels back. You will all fucking die in prison rotting away for the rest of your fucking lives. Assuming I don't actually kill you. Because I'm confidant in my abilities to make it look like an accident. You all are going to fucking pay for this.

Home for a bit. Meetings and school stuff all morning As I've been reminded that I haven't passed Panel yet. Back to work as soon as they'll let me in the building. Staying until they kick me out. Even then that's ify. I can be pretty good at hiding.

Stay out of my fucking way.

Paging Miss Nott. Paging Miss Nott. Your battle axe is getting cold, and the enemies are starting to rally again.

[Edited a few hours later]

Okay. So, did Veronica happen to mention to anyone if she was heading off anywhere today? Because, I haven't seen her all day, and that's kind of odd on a Sunday. I'm going to go do some looking around in some of the usual spots. It's probably nothing, but I'm starting to get a little paranoid here.

[JUSTIN BOOT!]

Guess what?

I'm buying on Saturday. So you're coming out with me. Also. There's no point in arguing. I'll find you. And you know how good I am at tracking. Plus, come on, it'll be fun. And I know, this is some really strange and kind of scary concept, going out for fun and all, but I figured it would be worth a go. I think we're supposed to understand these things so we know how to end it later on.


[/JUSTIN BOOT!]

Got a few new pages to add into the "Things I'm Not Allowed To Do At Work" binder today. I think the best one was "I am not allowed to hum the Ghostbusters's them song when I pass by the Spirit Division.". I had a good chuckle over that one. And of course, really wanted to go and do it. But alas. Too many things to get done. At least the only good thing about the mound of paper work on the desk is that I feel some sort of accomplishment when I stuff them all into the "out box".

Note to self: When people are calling out "Isabella" they mean you genius.

It's very strange to hear people call me by Isabella. Took me a few seconds to process that someone was talking to me today. Oops? Well, in my defense, the only person that ever calls me that any more is Grandma Hopkins. Oh well. Just better get used to it I suppose.

Somehow I managed to get an entire Tuesday afternoon off. Not sure what this means as this is a foreign concept to me. May have to investigate further.

Great game last night. It was finally nice to have a challenge rather than just me beating up on people all night. Still won a nice amount, but it was kind of nice to lose some hands honestly. What does not destroy my abilities, only makes them stronger. So, good news, I'm an unstoppable machine.

And I don't even know where to begin with the Echo. So much....ugh. At least it was a decent photo.

Also, the "weaponry" that Veronica has acquired? I wouldn't worry about that right now. Trust me. I'll be a fully fledged Auror here in a few months. You can trust me.

So this is what an office sleep over feels like. I actually don't mind it so much. Makes me feel like I'm doing something productive.

I could give a nice little speech about being vigilant and keeping an eye on one another, but I know that you lot are already doing this and in the past week I can see that it's been on the rise, but really, keep it up. Don't walk around watching your feet, never know what you might miss. Just make sure you have a friend, a classmate, hell, even a professor I'm sure wouldn't mind walking across campus to your next destination. I know you guys care, I know that it's easy to lose it. But there's a difference between rational productive thinking and vigilantism. We're all scared to some degree, and this is something that can unite us, or divide us. Let's hope that it is the former rather than the latter. Remember "A house divided cannot stand."

Love you all. Most of you.

Well. What an interesting turn of events. Wouldn't you say so? I would say so. And I do say so. So...there.

And I refuse to play this buddy system game on the principal that I do not want to be near someone who thinks I will amount to being a stripper. I hereby claim that I shall look out for Veronica. And Ellie. And Otto. And Rhys. And Adriana. And Sylvia....and the rest of them. That's my job, and that's what I shall do...as soon as I sober up. Jackass. Stupid feelings.

I need a break from studying. I'm very close to the half way point of this massive book they sent me to study for Panel though, and if I stick to the study schedule I should have at least two weeks to review everything. But for now, I don't think it's possible for my brain to process any more information from this behemoth. I'm just entering the stuff for the Legal reviews, and face it, that's not my strongest suit so I might as well go at it when I can process it a bit better. Now stealth and tracking, well, I should fly through that no problems. But, have to get through Legal first.

So. Whose up for losing all their money a little bit of a poker night? Either tonight, or sometime this week perhaps? It's been a while since I've played and I could use getting out of the house for a bit.

( Hexed private )

I spent the afternoon getting lost in Stitching Memories. I somehow managed to snap one of my bamboo needles this morning, and I had to go in search of a new pair so I can finish up the project I'm working on. That, and I really was out of red, and I'm oh so close to finishing this section. Next is the blue section, which is going to be a nice switch, it sometimes get boring staring at the same color over and over. I'm really happy with the way it's turning out though!

I also have the strangest urge for an old fashioned game of "Run and Scream". I think I shall head to the rugby pitch to get my game on should anyone feel inclined to join me.

What do you mean no charges are going to be pressed?! Even if you could argue about the whole broken bones thing, but things were destroyed private property was damaged, there was a small fire that could have gotten out of control. I mean, I get it. There's a million different factors that could go either way and so on. I'm not so naive that I don't get it. But at the same time it's just...yeah. I'm just going to stop talking before I dig myself a hole I can't get out of. Ignore me on that one.

But, I did have another first today. I had my first Nolan Gray experience from the other side of the desk. I mean, I knew of him, I heard stories about him growing up. And every time we visited the office I tried to take a peak to see if he was real or if someone made him up (and then got in trouble for "wandering off"). But it turns out. The legend of the worlds most boring man are true. I don't know how anyone can do that much paper work, be that productive, and still be an Auror. I have no working theories at the moment. But that's what Justin and I are going to do Friday as we sift through our own mountain of paper work.