So a year has past. I'm not feeling any different.

Burning up the house actually felt good. Father's pleased, for once.
Damn, I hate lessons. I haven't recovered fully from all the alcohol I've consumed over Christmas and New Year celebrations.

I just received my birthday/christmas package, delivered by half a dozen owls. Let's see what I've got.

- Huge hamper of christmas treats, and what's that at the bottom? Oh, a crate of top quality french wines! Lovely.
- The newest collection of gray sweaters and black slacks straight from Parisan runways.
- Cloaks of every kind: fur-lined, velvet etc ( Read more... )

The Dark Lord finally made a move. I've got  the Alger's. Fucking bloodtraitors hiding out in Scarborough; they will deserve what's coming to them. I suppose killing them right away would not be ideal, perhaps I'll just burn up their house first.

Christmas is coming, along with it, my birthday. I suppose Mother will be sending the yearly package of ( Read more... )

Name five simple pleasures that you enjoy the most, then list five people to do the same.

1. Sleeping
2. Flying
3. Wind
4. Annoying the hell out of people
5. Reading

Gah. I feel horrible. I don't want to wake up every morning.

I cannot believe I fucked Carrow. What's gotten into me? Fucking him 'cause he hexed me? That's just wrong! I'm just... I don't know what to do now. Argh. And Jugson knows as well. Oh yea, I kissed him too. Great. Damn, I can feel a severe migraine coming up. Right. I'm going to... maybe throw myself off the Astronomy Tower.
Oh Merlin.

Alright then, being cooped up in this bloody castle is not good for anyone. Not even me.

I've been so bored, that I've decided to play along with that Ravenclaw and a certain dormmate's plan. At least it'll be interesting. And, both Jugson and Carrow will probably be terribly traumatised as well. That's going to be amusing.

So with the recent series of deaths, I really don't know what to say. I don't know if I should be feeling sorry that I'm not feeling sorry for Carrow, both Amycus and Alecto. But, I just cannot sympathize with them. I don't suppose I would feel anything if my parents died, so why should they be any much worse? In fact, if Amycus starts milking for ( Read more... )

Halloween, halloween, halloween. That's what everybody is talking about these days. I, for one, happen to think that it's a stupid occassion to celebrate. I don't see any point in dressing up as a ghost or anything else. And all those funny snacks, it's gross eating eyeballs and such ( Read more... )

Surprise, surprise. I'm still alive.

Well, nothing much has been going on, so I'm just going to continue lurking about.

Have been so busy lately with homework and my daily workout. Yes, you read that right. I have decided to buff myself up a little so that the next time Carrow attacks me again, my punch will be the last thing he'll remember when he wakes up. Merlin, that was embarrassing, to have a puny sixth-year hex me! And Jugson was just standing around being ( Read more... )