22 - I'll take it
I finish my shopping and join my fellow students to return to the academy.
I guess I'll wear these from now on...
Review of my diary last week.
And my current selection of spells!
And that's the end of the week, next week is going to be hectic as hell. I hope I'm not just wasting time with the election.
Monday.
I awaken to a sharp rap on the door.
Miss 47, if you please?
A man's voice called out from outside. It's too damn early. I rubbed my eyes and put on my newly-purchased glasses before heading for the door. Once I step outside, I spot Professor Jerkface. As if Monday mornings can't get any worse...
Is there a problem?
Err... No?
He sighs and hands me a folder bulging with papers. The label on it reads, 'Election Protocol.'
You will review these documents and meet me after class today to discuss your campaign strategy.
Wait, what?
Unless you'd prefer to forfeit now and save us both the trouble.
Who appointed you as my campaign manager anyway? I thought William's going to be do it?
No, sir.
Very well, then. Good day to you.
Just how much strategy is involved in this election, anyway? Goddamit, Virginia. I suppose I'll find out this afternoon... First, I have to decide on my schedule for this week.
I'm so damn tired I must insist on a goddamn break on Monday. So yeah, it's Rest on Monday. Tuesday to Fridays are up for discussion. I take off my glasses and head back to bed after ticking 'Sleep' on Monday schedule. I just gotta wake up at noon to meet up with Jerkface.