Kristin! Hehe, thanks for loving her so much.



So Phantom.

Again, I have failed in telling you what has happened so far, here at camp. But be glad for both of us, because it's over by tomorrow. Yes, I only had to stay here for 9 long months, not the whole year because the coaches decided that I was eligible for a team they particularly run, but is known to bring out professional level players. I hope that everything from here on goes alright. I've risked too much this year to actually see that maybe something isn't quite working as planned.

Mom, Dad and Pal are happy, of course. I miss them so much. Pal, as she has been talking to me through the phone, is doing quite fine with her little art projects to be admitted into the youngsters Julliard art program. She is way too excited, for her age. Drew...well, you know me. I can't live without him. From time to time, meaning each month or two, we gather for a little dinner then obviously a tearjerking bye. Gladly, that soon that'd be over.

I plan to take him to go camping with me. Believe it or not...I now know how to set a campfire and the tent, without magic (since I had to leave mine at home), so I hope he can be free from school by mid-march or so.

For now, I have to be applying for a Muggle University in some kind of business degree, in case my manager, Isabelle isn't around, thus making me responsible for my own career. Hard life, eh?

I promise to come around more and write on your pages.

Off you disappear,
xo. Annie Robles