I'm making a public announcement to all of my friends and lovers that I expect a ton of chocolates/sweets on Wednesday.

And to Padma/Lisa, my lovely Ravenclaw housemates: what kind of flowers do you prefer?

I noticed Aldrick was bothering talking to you through these journals lately. I'm not going to get involved with that, because it's none of my business and it's your right to do whatever you bloody hell feel like. But I just want you to know that, no matter how much of a smooth-talker he may seem, he is a fat-headed arsehole git. And if he ever ( Read more... )

It's Saturday night and I'm living it up.

Who wants to go down to the library with me?