So.

Bored.

The latest task was entertaining, to say the least. Pathetic, rather, but entertaining.

I've decided to not do my Transfiguration homework. The old hag can lecture me all she wants, I honestly don't care. This is completely pointless.

I need a drink. Or a smoke, even. Just...something.

It seems that everyday, there are less and less people worthy of talking to around here. No one seems to be able to hold a proper conversation for more than five minutes, and when do they, it'll be over such idiotic topics that it would have been better not to talk at all ( Read more... )

Apparently, someone has taken to switching the trick stairs around again. Had I not been lucky enough to be walking behind the puny little Huffle first year who got stuck for more than a whole class period, I wouldn't have found it so amusing ( Read more... )

"Bugger," Melanie muttered under her breath. She leaned heavily on the table, her fingers threaded tightly through her hair as she concentrated on reading the same paragraph in her Transfigurations textbook for the seventh time in a row. She practically smacked herself upon realizing that she still hadn't understood a single word ( Read more... )

After much procrastinating and a long process of difficult elimination, I've finally set my mind on a dress and a pair of shoes.

Trust me, picking only one pair out was very strenuous. But, if I do say so myself, the result is quite pleasing.

Now all I need to do is show up.

[ooc: You know what sucks about the internet? It's that it dies every once in a while. And a lot of the time, it's at a really really wrong time. Like when my internet died on New Year's Day. I swear, I had this huge entry written up for Mel, and I could've actually gotten her out of isolation with it, but not only did my computer eat it, but the ( Read more... )

Death Eaters are gone.

And so is more than half the student body.

So once again, I find myself stuck with this bloody dilemna most commonly refered to as boredom.

Anyone care to help out with that?

Earning only a handful of curious glances from the other Slytherins crowded around the common room, Melanie quietly slinked out of the portrait hole, tiptoeing her way up the corridor leading out of the dungeons. It took only a few uneventful minutes for her to reach the wall which hid the Room of Requirements and she couldn't suppress a smug grin ( Read more... )

So we're back.

Bummer.

Italy was quite a feat compare to this grimy hole. The beach, the sun, the shopping, the boys.

Cessy and Riley - We'll need to do that again ;)

Italy is very nice this time of year.

And Merlin, the BOYS. Gah. There will be much sex going on.

(: