I am so angry I could kill someone right now. There is absolutely NO way that I will take the OWLs again. No way. I studied all year for those things and Prat Malfoy Sr. is not telling me to retake them. Who died and made him headmaster?

This is unbelievable. Someone is dying and I am not at all picky about who it is.

Morgana O. Vendvmagli

Well, I achieved my goal of getting my mother back. I was walking through town yesterday and passed by some Muggle grossiry store which happened to be selling hair dye. I think blue matches my brother's complexion quite nicely. On the plus side, my mother is furious and cannot figure out how to get rid of it (she obviously does not realize it is ( Read more... )

Well, I awoke this morning to a rather unusual situation. I believe it was three A.M. when I awoke to the sounds of a spell being cast, on myself. I quickly shoved the mystery caster off of my bed and turned on my light. I now know why my mother would not let be have a lock on my door. Apparently it was so she could sneak into my room in the middle ( Read more... )

Well, I am finally home and I have begun to question why I was so eager to return. The second I entered my brother doused me with a bucket of water to see if I would melt. Turns out he and one of his little idiot friends had run off to see a muggle movey in town. He has been locked in his room since then, which you would think would be a welcome ( Read more... )

Well, then, I suppose I am quite lucky that I could not find Snuggles the morning of the attack or I might have been outside when it happened.

Although Herbology, and Hufflepuff are two of the things that I dislike most in this world, I do feel sorry for Professor Sprout. Many bakers have indeed been put out of business because of this travesty.I ( Read more... )

I have just been reminded (by Creevey of all people) that O.W.L.s are coming up in a month or so. I have been inspired to dig some of my textbooks out of the depths of my trunk although I am apparently not inspired enough to actually read them.

Well, I tried.

I am tired of writing private entries. I never do them. It is like talking to yourself and only that insane first year Pretica does that. Someone should inform her that it is all well and good if she talks to herself but she should do it in private because her inner monologue bores everyone...probably herself too ( Read more... )

I never thought I would say this but I actually enjoyed that game of Quidditch. Almost riveting. Nothing too out of the ordinary though I suppose ( Read more... )

I have decided to raise some money for the monetarily deprived namely me...and Daphne by selling baked goods.

Cookies:
Headless Harrys (include Daphne's Ultra Special Sticky Icing for an extra three knuts)
GinGinger Snaps
Double Shot Chocolate Chip Cookies
Grandma's Old Fashioned Odge-atmeal Cookies ( Read more... )

Thanks to the halls I have recently discovered that "haggy" rhymes with "Vendvmagli". I was not aware that was actually a word. I suppose you learn something new everyday ( Read more... )