We're done.
I'm taking whats left of my 'little pictures' as that wanker called them, and calling it quits. FUCK. HIM. First, he calls me a monument to either cowardice or quitting just because I didn't go back to Hogwarts to finish my NEWTs. Then my 'little pictures' were all I cared about, and he basically said I could shove them up my arse.
All this started because its the middle of November and for most of the last ten days, I've been back in Inverness. He was sitting warm and whatnot in Hogwarts and all he had to worry about was an exam he's already taken. Meanwhile, I was in a tent with a project very near collapse. The Ministry was preparing to pull the plug.
Well... I got back after the Ministry agreed for more time, but we all had to present a full plan in a week. And there was Ernie when I opened the door. And he was just itching for a fight, I think. Granted the last time we spoke, I had told him about my... incident... but thats no excuse.
Well, it started off okay even though I'm sure he was just itching. When I said I was tired and needed to sleep because I had a long day ahead of me, we got into it. I never have time for him. I try and wedge him in when its only convenient for me. Yeah well he tries to do the same! Excuse me if the real world doesn't give a bloody crap about weekends!
Well.... he's gone and now I have even more work ahead of me. I just burnt all my 'little pictures.' And then I broke most of my bottles and whatnot. It was briefly satisfying seeing them shatter... but...
Now I have to repair them all... and I still have a lot of work to do.
So long Ernie. Nice to fucking know you...
All this started because its the middle of November and for most of the last ten days, I've been back in Inverness. He was sitting warm and whatnot in Hogwarts and all he had to worry about was an exam he's already taken. Meanwhile, I was in a tent with a project very near collapse. The Ministry was preparing to pull the plug.
Well... I got back after the Ministry agreed for more time, but we all had to present a full plan in a week. And there was Ernie when I opened the door. And he was just itching for a fight, I think. Granted the last time we spoke, I had told him about my... incident... but thats no excuse.
Well, it started off okay even though I'm sure he was just itching. When I said I was tired and needed to sleep because I had a long day ahead of me, we got into it. I never have time for him. I try and wedge him in when its only convenient for me. Yeah well he tries to do the same! Excuse me if the real world doesn't give a bloody crap about weekends!
Well.... he's gone and now I have even more work ahead of me. I just burnt all my 'little pictures.' And then I broke most of my bottles and whatnot. It was briefly satisfying seeing them shatter... but...
Now I have to repair them all... and I still have a lot of work to do.
So long Ernie. Nice to fucking know you...