I need new shoes.
Daphne's feet are too small. Crabbes are too big. Sally-Ann Perks are TOO PINK.

What size are YOUR feet.

Seems I have developed a new found love of Divination and am now regretting dropping that class.

Well. I'm back.
Miss me?

No, don't answer that. It's one of those ret ratori questions you aren't supposed to answer.

Friday was okay ( Read more... )

Apparently I have plans for Friday. So nice of my social director to ASK ME FIRST before SAYING I WILL GO SOMEWHERE. Thanks, Greengas, thanks a LOT. Because yes. I REALLY want to spend my day with YOU of all PEOPLE. Stupid girl. Go make OTHER friends to spend time with ( Read more... )

Hello how are you today. Don't tell me, I don't care. I'm fine, thanks for not asking. JUST FINE ( Read more... )

I think I can see my hip bones. Both of them. By this time next week, I'll be counting my ribs. After that? Who knows. Maybe the skeletal look will be "in this season", to quote the ever illustrious Daphne Greengas. Maybe WE WILL ALL DIE.

Crabbe was kind enough to do my share of the lunch cleanup today.

I'll have you know he licked EVERY PLATE.

This is ridiculous!

I'd think that a teacher as good as Flitiwick would be able to charm something better then baked beans on bloody toast and tea weaker then water!

Obviously the giant squid is hungry as well. I say we line up some more students to feed to it. Fatten it up and have it for dinner next Sunday.

Roast Squid.

SOUNDS LOVELY

SOMEBODY IS IN VERY BIG TROUBLE.

I will make this short and bitter.

I DO NOT LOVE ANYBODY.

THANK YOU.