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WE WILL BE PLAYING QUIDDITCH THREE TIMES A WEEK AND YOU WILL LIKE IT. YOU ARE NOT MAKING ME GO DANCING -- IF YOU DO I WILL CHARM YOUR CLOSET TO PLAY THE SAFETY DANCE EVERY TIME YOU OPEN IT, AND WHEN YOU FINALLY GET THAT OFF I WILL DO WHATEVER I HAVE TO DO TO MAKE SURE I SING IT MY EVERY WAKING MOMENT. AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS. IN MY FREDDY MERCURY VOICE.

You know I can do it. I have the power.

Current Mood:
cheerful
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I absolutely hate nature.

No, I take that back. 'Hate' cannot even quantify this vile feeling I have for the outdoors; there are no words. Someday I will have to use my infinite wisdom to create a new word describe this feeling I have. Fuck trees! Plow them all down and make them into a quidditch pitch...

So there I was, minding my own business during my free period in class, right? Just strolling along my merry way, enjoying the peace and quiet and my smoke when out of nowhere I was ATTACKED. A horrid winged creature -- clearly marked in Hufflepuff battle colors! I can only assume one of them has become some sort of sadistic attacking BUG animagus -- savagely flew at my face!

Oh, you ladies may think that butterflies are sweet and beautiful, but mark my words -- They are vile monsters. One day rid the world of the Evil Butterfly Threat before they rise against Wizardkind and destroy us all!

I am muddy. My elbow is skinned. There is blood on my clothes. MY BLOOD! ... And I'm very sure there is a bruise on my arse. Thank Merlin I borrowed Theo's shirt this morning, at lease mine are all safe.
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The people in attendance at this school are utter bores.

After spending an entire day of ones life stuffed into hard wooden chairs listening to droning voices talk about useless things, how can anyone in their right mind want to reenact that barbaric torture all over again by studying? It's absurd. Young adults need sunlight and fresh air and with tests coming nobody is willing to leave this stuffy old dungeon to get it. Usually I am not one to complain, but I feel its for the good of the entire school and flying alone is rather boring.

It's gotten so severe, that to alleviate my ennui I've been resorted to teaching myself how to use the ivory chopsticks Kacia sent me. Luckly, I posses above average dexterity, so the task was not at all complicated... Perhaps Malissa and I will even to to one of those primitive Asian countries for holiday. China, or Cambodia, or some such place. Of course, I've no intention of actually eating anything there as it is probably some form of cat and/or manticore but the souvenirs would be quaint.

Theodore? Come walk the lake with me or you shall find an elephant in your closet wrinkling all of your shirts.
Current Location:
The Commons.
Current Mood:
bored
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Braccae illae virides cum subucula rosea et tunica Caledonia-quam elenganter concinnatur!
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