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Elizabeth was only really half awake, as she stretched out along the bed.

The fact that she still couldn't really remember what she and Janet were talking about on Monday still bothered her slightly; there had been the gym and then they'd ended back in the room. According to Peter, everyone had been telling each other the truth all day. In which case, it was probably a good thing that they'd all forgotten it.

There had been some sort of deja vu in the writing workshop and also when she'd brought lunch to Janet yesterday.

Other than that, things had been pretty normal; taking books back to the library, hanging out in the common room (although strangely the third floor one for once).

There was just the thing about submitting something photographic for the art fair. Veronica might have suggested shots of the cheerleaders - and she'd even got some of them flying yesterday. But there was the whole issue of Janet killing her. Which would so not be good.

Elizabeth turned to look at the clock and groaned slighly. It was far too early, she decided, curling back up again.
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Elizabeth had opened a bottle of wine this evening,


Her day had started out very good indeed [[link nws]]. Later? Less good, although she didn't know why that had affected her so much. Tired and not enough coffee she supposed.

And as for the argument? The less said about that, the better. Although she was feeling so guilty about that. She needed to apologize, but just didn't know how. She wouldn't be surprised if Janet didn't even want to listen to her.

Going to the gym had helped take her mind off things. She met "English" Peter, and had discussed the current world political formation and the violent history that had existed between his time and hers and is still being played once I get some brainpower back.

Visiting the first floor lobby, she had been impressed with amount of shirtless boys. Parker definitely deserved her shoes for that. She'd got a couple of great shots of Jack topless and they'd discussed Jello and pudding wrestling and how they could take it on the road.

But the fun and lightheartedness couldn't last. She'd said goodbye to Angel, and the only tears had fallen when she had gotten back into the room. After washing her face, she'd headed back out only to find out that Logan was leaving too.

Elizabeth sighed. She knew changes had to come. But that didn't mean that she had to like them.
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Elizabeth stuck her tongue out as she concentrated writing on the paper in front of her.

Things I have lurnt twoday

Candy is a good brukfust brekfast and Janet is cool. Marte stinks and is smelle.

Dean Tubbey can't eat jelly beans and that is why he is grumpee. Konkussions are bad. I don't want to di.

Time outs are bad. If you say you're sorry then you only hav to be in the corner for five minuts not ten. The walls were boaring and paint would be good Professor Tick is blue and I don't no why. It mite be becuze he is a boy.

CJ is tall. Like a geraff I like girls and puppys and boys are stoopid. The wite house has lots of rooms and CJ can come visit me. Rosevelt was called Teddy and my teddy is called Rosevelt becuze of him. CJ has a teddy called Teddy. It's a cekrit.

I coud go to college. I'm going to UConn like daddy. CJ said I was precoshus and its a good thing.

Mrs Skiter has chocolate frogs. They taste good and arent real frogs. She likes glitter and comes from England.

I am going to be presidunkt presedunct presidunt.

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