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As brutal as that match was, I'm glad to see that Slytherin took the first win. At least now we can't say all that bloody practice was for nothing?
Writing this is awful. Tried to grab the Quaffle, hit my wrist, and now they're saying it's sprained. Fantastic. This'll make school a real treat.
I do, however, have to admire the entire teams' effort. Elena, Christ girl, you walked away without a scratch? You were in fine form at the game. That goes for Gwen, too. I'm glad to say I wasn't hit in the head with a Bludger once. Zara, I hope you're feeling better soon. And I hear that Westley is in the same shape I am. Sorry, mate.
Hope to see those Gryffindor frowns turned upside down soon.
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[23 Jun 2008|01:17am] |
This school year just keeps getting better and better, really.
A ball is the most absurd excuse for throwing boys and girls together. I'd much rather chop off my own head and use it as a punch bowl then attend, really. Unless Callidora needs a friend to go with her, then I won't mind. Sometimes I wonder if I'm at school or stuck in a never ending revolving door to hell. You could see how I can get confused.
( Private to Kendra. )
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be in the library.
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[05 Jun 2008|01:20pm] |
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Whoever was careless enough to let their Potion blow up is getting kicked in the face should go back to first year.
Skipping out on Hogsmeade like those of us left sane are doing to do something more productive with my time. Not sure what, exactly, that could be. Probably try to work this bizarre color out of my hair. It makes me look like a Weasley an idiot.
I really have nothing else to say except a warning for those of you getting your cameras ready. Keep them out of my way or I'll crush them with my bare hands.
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