26 December - Boxes. Blah.

10.30am It's always on Boxing Day that I get very excited about leftovers, and then realize that all the dark, delicious bits of the turkey were eaten on Christmas day, so I have a never-ending future of turkey leftover sandwiches looming. And suddenly Hogwarts (with it's lovely daily banquet that never seems to involve leftovers ever ever ever) seems like an entirely appealing proposition.

Except not because I have all sort of Head Girlish duties to attend to. I adopted the 'It-is-the-holidays-and-I-will-have-plenty-of-time-to-sort-out-work-after-christmas' strategy. In retrospect this obviously seems like a less than genius plan.

Oh well.

List of things to do:

1. APPLY TO MEDICAL PROGRAMS. Oh my golly gosh I am going to look like an irresponsible twat if I do not get these in before February (at least). And yes, I am an irresponsible twat. The plan was to keep that concealed from the examiners until after they had let me slip into their ranks, at which point I might cunningly reveal "AHA! I AM CLUMSY AND FORGETTFUL AND TERRIBLE AT LIFE" and cackle with glee at their inability to do anything about it. Must work on this.

2. Thank you cards. But not for Potter. For very sensible reasons previously explained which absolve me of all guilt.

3. Contact Potter about Headish sorts of things nevertheless.

4. Before contacting Potter, make a list of important Head Girl sorts of things that should be discussed. These being the things that I knew really needed to be addressed when I first left school, but failed to write down… and have since sort of forgotten. Maybe if the list is long enough I will not have time to mention the present.

5. Pack things EARLY. This way I will not unpack my trunk and discover that I have packed sixty two scarves and no underwear or shampoo. That really only needs to happen once.

6. Stop obsessing about his stupid present. It's not even a very good present.

7. Remus probably gave him the idea.

8. Maybe Remus even put the whole thing together.

9. Maybe I should send Remus a thank you card? Remus likes ducks, right? He seems like an emergency duck joke kind of person.

10. Ugh. Go to psychologist. Get head checked.

11. Would that look bad on my medical application? As doctors they probably have access to my medical history, including (but not limited to) visits to the psychiatrist. They might frown on my visit, as they would not understand that a Christmas present has the power to really throw one for a loop.

12. STOP WASTING TIME WONDERING ABOUT HYPOTHETICAL VISITS TO THE PSYCHIATRIST. DO THE THINGS ON THINGS TO DO LIST INSTEAD OF ADDING USELESS THINGS TO SAID LIST.

10.55am List of pressing Head Girl issues:

The Head Girl is going insane.

Gaaaah. I need cookies. Or pie. Or turkey leftovers.

11.03am FUCK. ONLY WHITE BITS OF TURKEY LEFT. Boxing day is the worst.