Jun 02, 2002 21:42
I've always thought "Hogwarts, A History" has GOT to be the most boring book on earth but now I KNOW it really is. See, for some berserk reason, I thought maybe if I finally got down to reading that bloody book She-Who-Cannot-Accept-Apology will start speaking to me again. So I went to the library and bloody dragged the dusty book (see? I was right, NOBODY except HER reads it!) back to my room and sat down to read the sodding thing. I really did try to concentrate, mind you, but I got as far as the second paragraph and the next thing I knew, it was dark and I just woke up, face-down on idiot book. Who needs sleeping potions when you have books like these? AND I realised I'd overslept and missed the Quidditch match! The things I do for my best friends, honestly!
Not that I really wanted to go anyway. I'm not planning to waste my time watching Slimerins and their dirty game tricks, but I hope Harry found someone else to go with. Of course he doesn't have to worry about reading the dullest books ever just to get Hermione to talk to him.
I heard from Seamus that there's a ball dance coming up in a couple of weeks. Isn't that just brilliant. I really hope it's not one of those where we have to bring a partner again or I'm going to hang myself from the Whomping Willow. At least that's less painful than having to go through all that nightmare again. Either that or I'm bloody going with Pig. But with my luck, I'm sure Pig would have found a date before me.
Oh sod it all. I'm going to bed.