Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

So, I'm working on a new project. Totally unoriginal, but hey, reading guys' diaries is interesting enough for anyone to attempt, why not me? I'll probably update every few days, and I'll try and make other chapters longer than this one, I just suck at intros so I'm getting it over with. Enjoy!

~NextGen~

You know that feeling?

When something is building up inside of you, frantically searching for a way out?

I get that feeling a lot. Like right now.

My name is Albus Potter. Something is definitely building inside me, and it's pretty scary.

All the time, all the time, I have the massive urge to throw whatever I'm holding or is closest to my reach to the opposite wall. Or whatever's in my way. I don't know why. I'm getting scared for my friends' safety though. My cousin Rose unfortunately happened to be in the path of one of my violent rages. Luckily all I was previously holding was a feather quill. But she got curious. Great. All anyone needs is a female Weasley in their hair. She's been asking questions, and I don't want my friends thinking I'm out of my mind or something.

I dunno why I want to break and smash things all of a sudden. Maybe I'm just frustrated. I just started my fourth year at Hogwarts, and there's so much work, too much going on with my friends, Quidditch, there's just so much happening right now, I almost want to crush something, anything, beneath my fingers and grind it into dust.

Yes, I'm very aware that writing all this down on parchment that I'm supposed to be using for my Charms homework isn't the best idea ever, but I honestly do not care anymore. Screw schoolwork. Why do wizards have to go to school anyway? And why do we have to be legalized? Why can't we just live wherever we want, doing whatever magic we want, and live our lives the way we want?

I'm gonna send dad a letter asking if I can drop out of school. It just seems like a waste of time. Hopefully he'll see my point of view.