| 005; Thursday, 20 November 2005 |
[Thursday
November 20th, at 11:00pm] |
I use hair product for a reason. I don't know what I've been thinking going around with my hair like a mess the last few days or why I've been doing anything else that I've been doing but I hope that no one got used to that. I don't care about squirrels. They can all go die for all I care and so can whoever left this shit on my desk earlier.
Anyway, I take back everything I said. Especially the part about there being more to life than vanity, girls and Quidditch. That is life. And you lot are not clever. And I do not cry. And I almost went to church. Ugh! But, uh, Evelyn. If you still want to read the bible together, I could make an exception.
I am so very glad to be myself again.
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| 004; Tuesday, 18 November 2005 |
[Tuesday
November 18th, at 4:56am] |
I think I'm going to give all of my hair product away. They can't be good for the environment and I've been so thoughtless to use them all this time without giving that proper thought. I have probably caused some small, helpless animal to die somewhere in some testing operation or from the chemical fumes. Poor little squirrels somewhere are probably suffering because of my selfishness.
It's time I re-evaluated my priorities. There must be more to life than vanity, girls and Quidditch. Maybe I will go to church with my mum this Sunday to try and find a deeper meaning in my life. I would like to start my new life by apologising to the lot of you - you are far cleverer than I thought initially. Even you, Elveira.
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| 003; Wednesday, 12 November 2005 |
[Wednesday
November 12th, at 11:01am] |
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Ohohoh I wish I'd been the one to think of setting off a storm in the Ministry. Cheers to whoever's responsible, even though the novelty's already starting to wear off. Thank God for mirrors. I'm going to be a mess before this is fixed. I'd transfigure an umbrella but somehow I doubt it would be that useful with all this wind.
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| 002; Friday, 31 October 2005 |
[Friday
October 31st, at 9:40pm] |
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My mates dressing as various hero sorts make me look a bit useless as a skeleton. I think Anthony's going to try and lightsaber a lamp if he drink any more of this shit and I'm almost positive Padma already passed out. Terry keep playing with his hose. Made a mess. Head feel a bit heavy. Sorry for the handwriting.
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| 001; Wednesday, 29 October 2005. |
[Wednesday
October 29th, at 2:14am] |
I hope that these things are soon completely cleared off. Everyone else is complaining non-stop but I can't quite disagree, since I found them annoying myself. There was a blue one nearby my desk and it was not causing much trouble but it did seem as though it could breathe fire any minute, the way the smoke and steam kept coming off it. He looked a bit like a tea kettle ready to scream or the stack on a train. Needless to say, I went nowhere near that. I didn't need my socks singed on account of a cranky puffskein. That seemed as though it could turn into a disaster fit for our department at any minute. Why hasn't the Department for the Control and Regulation of Magical Creatures got them all rounded up already? They have had plenty of time to do it.
I swear that thing was going to set something on fire. I've seen some nasty fires started from some small starters and I think this could have been one of those cases if that thing decided to let a fireball out. I bet it'd have been at least four times its size and burn the leg off one of the chairs it was near. Seemed a little cruel to kill that but it's better than that setting the whole room up in flames. That remind me of one incident where this witch blew up her whole kitchen just using a standard spell with a faulty wand. How long are wands supposed to last, anyway?
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