Today I lost my pirate seal pencil case, and after having said jokingly repeatedly how it's the only thing getting me through law school (because it was the cutest, best thing in the world, and from it I derived what joy there was left in an existence revolving around reading after reading, for apart from this I feel nothing, with but one thought furiously burned in my head, with the exclusion of all else - "Finish the readings, get through the day" one day at a time), I find, very sadly, that it is true. How am I to bring myself to attempt law readings without my love, my one constant in life? How do I face the world, and school tomorrow especially, without its cheery and lovely furriness? Besides the great and terrible trauma (already debilitating in its own right) which renders me unable to prepare for legal systems, in my state of distress I lost the legal systems reading I've been working on all day, so even if I had the heart to do it I couldn't anyway. And there I thought I was getting used to it and it was getting better. O cruel world, why do you hate me so?

What a terrible day, what a sad life, how did it come to this :(