Renata Finnigan and pokElilpupE, you two really made me smile the other day. It was not a good day. I was planning a sleepover and the Pre School drinking game. I had to organize all of it with my friends though thankfully someone else wrote the rules. I got locked outside for a few hours today after I got kicked out of the house to take a bike ride and there's the fact that school started. I didn't even realize that I spelled Angelina wrong. I know I've repeated myself many times but some people have not got it through their heads that no I cannot have good spelling all the time. I got friggin Bs on spelling tests. I didn't do so well (might have something to do with the fact that I never studied.)

You really think I'm cool? Most people just think I'm the weird girl in the corner. I feel really happy now. No one who's ever met me has described me as cool. I'm just Miss Loser who never gets invited to parties. People are all "back away and her insanity won't rub off on you." I'm sorry, I'm babbling.

Renata, cool name. Fine I'll update if you will. Why would I kill off Katie? I have never THREATENED to kill off Katie, ok, I did but she came back within the same chapter. This story is how I get all the crazy things that happen to me in writing. I think I'm going to write a chapter about being stuck for two hours in a bathroom. (That happened to me when I went to Florence over spring break. Oh, if anyone's going to Florence, I know a really good restaurant. You go down the main drag, the side with the Uffizi (sp) and cross the Poniti Vecio (sp spelled phonetically.) Take your first right and keep down that street till you find the Wild White Boar (spelled in Italian not English) another good place is the Four Lions. It's tucked away in a little corner and is hard to find but it's really good.

Oh I found out Woody'sWickedWitch is the source of Katie/Oliver fanfiction. She has some awesome stuff and has a lot of good stories on her favs list so go check it out cause you won't be disappointed.

I HOPE YOU DANCE is playing right now. I love this song. I hope you never lose your sense of wonder. I hope you eat your fill but never lose your hunger…And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance.

The Chapter of Random Insanity

10/14/98

Poor Oliver. The nurses hate him now. He keeps bugging them when I can get out and that money is nothing so if I want something they should get it for me. The nurse got so fed up with him hanging around that when he got up to go to the bathroom the nurse locked the door behind him. I have to admit that it was kind of funny watching him bang around on the doors. I stuck out my tongue at me. He gestured for me to open the doors, but I just shrugged. Hehe, poor Ollyver.

I can sit up on my own now. I still don't know what happened and no one's telling me but apparently I'm making amazing progress. I can't stand though. Apparently I still have a fever too and am still 'rather sick' and have to be in the hospital for a while. Hogwash if you ask me. I'm fine, a little dizzy, but fine. There's all this fuss and such.

10/16/98

Oliver has been banned from visiting me. Once he comes he refuses to leave so the nurses refuse to let him in. I'm SO bored.

Angelina and Alicia came and visited me today. They brought 'the stuff.' They got me a whole bag full of chocolate frogs and a stack of Quidditch magazines. I'm not 'supposed' to have them cause it causes 'excitement', which could do something bad.

Angelina and Alicia were talking about shopping when I get out of here. I don't know what planet they've been on, I still don't like shopping. Next time they come over and start talking about shopping I'm throwing my square eggs at them.

I've been moved onto solid foods. Goody. Means the nurse won't spoon-feed me. I hope she realizes my hands are perfectly fine. They don't want me eating really hard stuff so now I'm on a baby food and eggs diet and the eggs are square. They just don't come in a square tin, when they come out, they're still square! It's just wrong. When I get out of here I'm starting a protest against square eggs in hospitals. I also have to protest the taste. They won't even give me ketchup so I don't have to taste to. I wouldn't be able to see the freaky squareness if there was ketchup. I'm starting to doubt if they want me to get better at all.

Oh! There's an ongoing article about me in Quidditch weekly. I have all the issues I've missed. A week before Oliver found me they put out an article about my career. It has interviews both from me and ones from the team after I'd gone missing. Coach said 'Katie Bell was the first woman ever to be on our team and she's turned out to be the best thing that's ever happened to Puddlemere.' Coach later goes on to say 'I hope she can be found. Not only is she the best chaser I've ever had, but she's engaged to that keeper of mine and he's useless without her.' Good to know I'm loved. It even says the time when I broke the record. Last year I held the record for most number of goals in a season. It was broken by someone else a year later. I'm still kinda sore about it, but it's nice to know they put it in.

The issue after that has a report that I'd been found and it included letter written in to the magazine. It's amazing how many people wrote in. Alicia handed me all the letters, there's got to be at least five hundred. I read most of them. There's several from mothers telling me their little girls keep prancing about the house saying they want to be like me when they grow up. It's kinda cool. I never thought of myself as a role model before. I mean I have younger cousins, had younger cousins.

I don't want to go there. I can't, I can't, I can't talk about it. I don't know what to say or how I'm supposed to feel.
I'm going to sleep.

10/20/98

Oliver was allowed to visit me today but was kicked out after half an hour. There's nothing to do here. The people in the ward with me are not interesting. The old witch in the bed closest to mine talks about her grandchildren and how apparently modern medicine has screwed them over. She has pictures too, lots of pictures. The wizard on the other side just sleeps all day. There's a young girl next to them. Apparently she has pneumonia and will be out of here in a couple of days. She's so whiny! She starts screaming if her sheets aren't straight. I'm not happy. I'm going crazy here. The walls are all white and makes me think I'm in a happy house. There's no windows either.

I am going slowly crazy. I am going slowly crazy. I am going slowly crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me up in a little rubber room. I died in that little rubber room. They buried me in the cold hard ground. Then the rats came. Rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me up in a little rubber room. I died in that little rubber room. They buried me in the cold hard ground. Then the rats came. Rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me up in a little rubber room. I died in that little rubber room. They buried me in the cold hard ground. Then the rats came. Rats make me crazy.

10/25/98

I can walk! Ok, I need one of those walker things and I can't go for a long time, but still! I can walk! I get to go home tomorrow! I have to take a wheel chair and I have to keep coming back here for treatment, but at least I don't have to be here. I get to be home with my fiancé. I've got a fiancé and I'm not allowed to have any fun. It was amusing while the nurse told me that.

Nurse: As you're still sick you shouldn't do any strenuous activities.

Me: pretend clueless look

Nurse: You're going to be married yes?

I nod.

Nurse: It would be best if you and your fiancé didn't celebrate.

Me: Innocent look again But he would want to treat me to dinner since I'm home. My friends would want to throw a party. I would be sitting down OF COURSE as per your instruction.

Nurse: What I mean is maybe you and your fiancé shouldn't express your love.

Me: Why can't I tell him that I love him?

Nurse: Maybe you two shouldn't have SEX!

Nurse storms out of room. For people who say they're not embarrassed about talking about shagging they really are. Maybe I should have asked her exactly what she meant and made her try to give me 'the talk.' Would have been painful but funny.

Here's my knight in shining armor now. Here to take me in his arms and help me into my chair, wheel chair. I have to stop writing now. Bye.

Ok, very strange chapter. I thought there had to be a chapter about her in the hospital. I just had to happen. I personally have not spent a lot time in the hospital. I know the physical therapy section quite well, but I don't know the rest of it.