I'm bored.

Take my poll.

Poll I am bored.

I realise many of you are so busy trying to meet your application deadlines that you haven't had free time to attend meals, but that's no excuse for stealing sandwiches ( Read more... )

Michael Corner has managed to fill most of Ravenclaw Tower with a thick black smoke, which has contaminated the entire stock of the sandwich bar. Mark my words, Michael: I won't forget this ( Read more... )

Merlin, this is the last time I ever listen to Padma. Ever. "Come with me to the Pillars of Storgé," she said, "there will be drinks ( Read more... )

Would I be considered a traitor were I to say that this sandwich bar is the worst thing that has happened to me? I have set up a camp right by the bar where for the past few weeks I have spent most of my free time here eating sandwiches, not to mention sleeping and breathing them as well ( Read more... )

It is that time of the year again when my parents, social as they are, hold their annual Christmas party. After being paraded by my mother in front of her friends tonight, I was told to look after the children. I chose to interpret that as "take a bottle of champagne and do whatever the hell you want ( Read more... )

I dislike Saturdays because I always feel like I should be catching up with homework as I have nothing else to do but most of it is just too painful.

I've been writing my DADA essay but I'm nowhere near the 1500 word minimum. Sigh.

( What I've written so far. )

What a lovely week this has been. This journal-sharing business has taught me important values in learning how to be a better friend to you all, and we should make this a permanent thing. Or not ( Read more... )

I played Literati a few days ago (that part of the interweb works) with Terry Boot, Eloise Midgen, Lavender Brown, and the Dark Lord. And he had an interesting thing to say about you people in the Future Death Eaters Club.

He said that you should get a life.I don't think your lord is impressed with your little club. Why do you even bother with ( Read more... )

Ok so last night when I was in my room sleeping ( and not crying no matter what Pete might tell you) I HAD A VISION.
It was the birthday gift Ginger gave me !!!!
It was lit up by this magical, magical golden light and it began to sing to me.
It sang.