No.

I'm slightly less insane these days, which leads me to believe that I have gone completely barking mad.

The NEWTs are just around the corner. This is an incredibly terrible time to stop caring.

Anyone else just get hit by the crippling realisation that they have no idea what they want to do with their lives?

If you did, I have biscuits.

To say this is getting old would be an understatement.

No other words seem to come to mind, though.

I know I'm going against the grain, but I sort of found the potions/defence lesson rather brilliant ( Read more... )

I'm just

done.

Somewhere between Flitwick telling me to calm down, Michael telling me to come back and Luna hiding all the biscuits I was giving her in the houseplants, I regained some sense. Also, I'm terribly sorry to report that the 'magical biscuit giving houseplants' probably won't bear fruit after this ( Read more... )

Hermione, I do not know WHAT the intent of those things were, but seriously never let me go on them again! Did you see the ends? It looked like it was EATING the steps. I'm used to steps disappearing, mind you, but not when it actually looks like TEETH are causing them to do so! My skirts almost got caught in the end, I swear it ( Read more... )

Parvati?

Do you want to go to the flat over Christmas, or Jhunipur?

I don't really care which, I'm afraid. Just curious.

No no no no no.

This isn't really going to be as bad as it seems and he's NOT dead and neither is anyone else and it's NOT HAPPENING LIKE THIS. THEY'RE ALL FINE ESPECIALLY ANTHONY.

So let's stop whinging and MOVE THE ROCK.