Miss Rachel at Home: Packing Lists and Other Such Nonsense

Dearest world,

Miss Rachel seems to have gone half mad.  At first, I thought it was merely in preparation for her final examinations.  She really buckled down, reading through book upon book and all the notes she had ever taken in her whole life (or so she told me) in order to do well on her tests.  In the end, she had little to worry about--she escaped every class with glowing grades.  How could she not, with me there to tutor her whenever she had a question?  Sometimes I suspect she worries too much.

It did not help that the worry did not subside one grain when she returned to her home.  We are there, now, both on her large, comfortable bed.  (I cannot see at the moment where Sylar is, but, knowing that fiend, he cannot be far away.)  However, Miss Rachel seems entirely unable to stop planning her travels as far ahead of time as she is able, crafting long lists for packing and drawing up a schedule for her semester in England which will have her travel nearly every available weekend.  I am afraid we (assuming, once again, that she will agree to take me along with her--I have yet to see myself surface on one of these packing lists) will go half-crazy with so much travel and so little rest!  Of course, Miss Rachel's dear friend Miss Danielle will be accompanying her on many of these voyages, which I am sure will help alleviate the stress of travel for my creator.

More about these packing lists: Miss Rachel is incredibly accustomed to having a variety of clothes at her disposal.  She shops primarily in thrift and discount stores, and has come to own dresses in every color of the rainbow, skirts in many shades and lengths, blouses aplenty, and, of course, a plethora of scarves.  Now, a severe space limitation faces her, as she will only be able to bring one piece of checked luggage for an entire four-month stay, figuring in leaving enough room for souvenirs.  In order to ensure that she brings exactly the right dresses with her, she has been auditioning them against each other.  She will wear one on a particularly cold day and make mental note of its ability to keep her warm despite the weather.  It is all quite silly, and I have tried to tell her so on multiple occasions, but I suppose she laughs off my advice.  Then again, I am only a doll, albeit a peculiarly bright one, so perhaps she is right to do so.

Please send your warmest energy to Miss Rachel, for I fear she may indeed go mad.

Your most humble professor,
Doctor Mohinder Suresh

Miss Rachel Planning Trips

Hello again, world.  It has been a while since I addressed you last.  I write to you now while sipping coffee and watching Miss Rachel peruse information concerning various flights.  She has created a list of the airports nearest to where she will be staying once she is in England and is eagerly pouncing upon every promised travel opportunity.  Every now and then she will punctuate her search with an exclamation, such as "I can go to Limoges for under twenty pounds?"  I wonder of course whether she even knows where Limoges is, but then, she is very clever, and I imagine she will have looked it up for its proximity to places she had originally been intending to visit.

There is still no official word as to whether I shall be accompanying Miss Rachel on her voyage to England.  Every now and then, she laments within my hearing at how little packing space she will have for the trip, so my hopes are diminished a little from my last entry.  Then again, I would make a far more reasonable travel partner than would my rival current living companion, Sylar.  He has never been to England and knows nothing of Europe, and would more than likely encourage Miss Rachel to risky behavior and unsavory destinations.  If she chooses to take him rather than me, I may just have to sneak inside her big rain boots for her own safety.

At any rate, she flies out on January the 6th.  She is nearly done with her time here at school, and will return home for her Christmas holidays to spend time with her family before departing.  She is apprehensive, so I must ask for her sake that you send her your best possible wishes.

Your devoted correspondent,
Doctor Mohinder Suresh