Work is a load of shite. I think everyone intentionally says, "Oh, let's just throw ALL THE WORK on NOTT." How ridiculously unfair is that ( Read more... )

Tracey bought me a replacement to my damaged book, in which the first book I had was ruined because of Longbottom.

I suppose this one is even better, it has an extra author's note that wasn't in the last one.

Thanks, Trace.

I bet I've had a much better holiday than the rest of you.

Tracey? Have I lost you to the mansion?

Do I really have to go to this party, Tracey?

Will there be anything to do there?

So, er. Christmas is coming up, I'm going home for once. I've been known to stay here in the past, even at other people's houses, but I'd rather just go home, I guess.

I think it may be a little lonely there...

Happy Birthday, twins. Er.

I wonder if anyone remembered who else's it was...

This doesn't come as a surprise at all, but classes are completely pointless right now.

I don't have time for this.

What a nightmare ( Read more... )

So. Crabbe lost a few pounds. Why is everyone making such a big deal of this? I grew my hair a little longer. Want to say something about that?

And please, Boot, stop thinking about my Tracey's body. It's degrading to women and makes you look unintelligent. Well, you already were, but it just makes you look worse than before.

Honestly. We are not forced by some invisible magical law to write in these things. Events come and go in my life, and I will be the judge of who sees what ( Read more... )