Well. That was a night I hope I'll forget in the years to come.

Sheets were sent around earlier in the week about the exam schedule, and I can't believe I didn't realise that these exams stretched out for two entire weeks. It's almost obscene. I vaguely remember Gideon being an absolute wreck before we left last year, but I figured it was Emmeline crushing his spirit as she tends to do. Positively evil, that ( Read more... )

Career meetings, how I loathe thee ( Read more... )

My mother thought it would be amusing to charm my hair a bright reddish-orange, the shade fluctuating with how loudly I yelled. The fun lasted about five minutes until my father intervened. It was what seems to be the topping on a horrible week consisting of not leaving the house except to go to London and see my enchanting brother and his dingy as ( Read more... )

Gideon? Are you out there?

Dear Miss McKinnon ( Read more... )

Every once in a while, I remember I should write in this, though it recently occured to me that I haven't the slightest idea as to why I should. Flitwick simply gave this to me a year and a half ago, saying it was a journal and I should feel free to write my thoughts in it, keep in touch with my classmates and the like. Still no answer why. And it' ( Read more... )

Happy Christmas, you stupid sods (exclusions being excluded from that greeting and can insert 'my loved ones' or something similar in its stead). Emmeline is here. Dinner on Christmas Eve was grand, as usual. The gala was interesting, as they all are. Amusing, though, how almost everyone my age managed to escape from the delightful party before the ( Read more... )

Birthday girl, I forgot to ask you one more thing. Show yourself. I highly doubt that you're paying attention in whatever class you're in now.

Isn't that funny. It's December already.

That means Christmas is coming.

Which can be clearly translated to: my enslavement comes to an end.

I think this calls for some kind of celebration. After the holidays. I won't risk my sodding neck getting the term of my helotry extended once more.