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So, my aunt and uncle are officially divorced and my aunt is as happy as can be. She's sold the house that we've spent the last thirteen Christmases in, and that's the end of that. I'll never see Don (former uncle of 20 years, who turned into a monster completely off-camera for me, who became bewilderingly awful behind closed curtains) again and I'll never see that house again, so that's that.

(That's not that, but it is all I am permitted to say about it to anyone except myself in my own head because whenever I bring it up to anyone else they tell me to get over it already. I'm trying to. Whatever.)

I've done the stupid coloured paper exercises and now I'm trying to get through this impossibly difficult Latin. I'm very tired and sad today. This Latin is hard. I think I will not pass the final on Thursday, or if I do, with a very low grade. Perhaps the lowest grade I've gotten in college. But I'm trying.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:48 PM | shower me with attention