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[02 Dec 2008|10:44pm] |
I'm heading to bed in a minute, but I just wanted to make a quick intro post before I do. This is Ernie Macmillan. He's a sixth year Hufflepuff, who is just wound a wee tight. There loads of info on him here, but basically Ernie's running a one-man campaign for Head Boy next year. He's pretty much no-nonsense sort of person who's main goal in life is just to do everything right. Most people don't really like him, which is completely cool, although he would still consider most of the Hufflepuffs his age and the former DA members his friends. That being said, I'm really up for anything, friends, enemies, whatever.
And hey, I could always use more stuff for Gwen and Mandy to do :)
♥
Bee
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[02 Dec 2008|08:21pm] |
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I really wish there was another way of getting to the greenhouses for class than going out into the horrible cold and rain. My hair was a complete mess by the time I got to class today, plus, I dread to think of the damaging affect the cold wind must have had on my skin but I'm working on a new ingredient for one of my moisturisers. It should hopefully prevent my skin from drying out too much this time of year although I'll have to work on it later tonight as Professor Sprout has asked to see me about something. I can't imagine why. I know I've done all her essays and completed the project she set us.
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[02 Dec 2008|08:09pm] |
Ant, you give crap advice. Thanks to you, I now have detention for a WHOLE BLOODY WEEK. You owe me big time.
Stupid McG obviously does not appreciate creativity.
The Drama Queens lot have invaded the common room. I think this might be a good time to get some fresh air. Can't they go do their dramatics elsewhere, like in the deepest part of the bloody forest and leave the rest of us in peace
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[02 Dec 2008|11:05am] |
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I would really love someone new to look at.
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[28 Nov 2008|09:47pm] |
Ugh. I think if I do not see another essay it will be way too soon!
I am essayed out, if there is such a thing. Anyway, I am quite pleased to see that it's the weekend already. I plan on spending most of it out on the pitch, it'll only start getting colder as time passes and I could use as much sun as possible. Not that there is much considering our location.
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[26 Nov 2008|11:07pm] |
Iggy is on a self-imposed hiatus... until Friday next week or thereabouts. Finals coming and a giant research project = little time for RP.
I'll be back asap. Much love! <3
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[26 Nov 2008|01:13pm] |
Always too eager for the future, we
Pick up bad habits of expectancy.
Something is always approaching; every day
Till then we say,
Watching from a bluff the tiny, clear
Sparkling armada of promises draw near.
How slow they are! And how much time they waste,
Refusing to make haste!
Yet still they leave us holding wretched stalks
Of disappointment, for, though nothing balks
Each big approach, leaning with brasswork prinked,
Each rope distinct,
Flagged, and the figurehead wit golden tits
Arching our way, it never anchors; it's
No sooner present than it turns to past.
Right to the last
We think each one will heave to and unload
All good into our lives, all we are owed
For waiting so devoutly and so long.
But we are wrong:
Only one ship is seeking us, a black-
Sailed unfamiliar, towing at her back
A huge and birdless silence. In her wake
No waters breed or break.
-Philip Larkin "Next, Please"
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[23 Nov 2008|08:53pm] |
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So I'm thinking of becoming a rock star. Thoughts?
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[23 Nov 2008|10:30am] |
Hey Guys! Just wanted to give everyone a heads up. I'll be gone from Wednesday to Sunday of this coming week. I'm headed to NYC to see my friend perform in the Macy's Day Parade, I'm so excited for her!! Then off to run rampant around NYC - Angels and Kings and shopping = FUN. I'll possibly be on AIM on my phone - but no promises. And since her computer died a horrible death last night, I won't be on journals or anything.
Loves!
-Allie
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[23 Nov 2008|02:17pm] |
( Lavender. )
( Private )
I've been feeling really creative lately. It hard to do essays when all I wanna do is sing and play and write more songs. I don't really want a Howler from mam for mucking up my school work, though.
*Sunsets and Car Crashes by The Spill Canvas
**Lullaby by The Spill Canvas
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[22 Nov 2008|02:27pm] |
Why are my mice pink? WHY? This is beyond frustrating. I've been working on this stupid ridiculous dumb arse Transfiguration spell for her majesty McG all week and I CANNOT get them to turn brown. She reckons I'm doing it on purpose, just to mess about in her lessons. But I'm not. They're just pink. Boot, they are NOT flamingos seems to be her favourite phrase this term. Well, I bloody well know that. Actually, I wonder if I could just turn these leaves into a flock of flamingos instead. That might earn me some credit and I could ramble on about why flamingos are pink in my write up for the project (and I know you've all been dying to know why so here's some info: it's because of the beta carotene in their diet and a well-fed flamingo is always more vibrantly coloured and therefore more desirable to potential mates). But why do we even have to learn about how to turn leaves into mice? When is this ever going to be useful? NEVER.
Mandy. You owe me chocolate frogs or do I owe you I don't remember
Ant. You owe me notes from Potions yesterday because mine are covered in a green-slimy-gooey-smelly liquid.
Lisa, hope you got your reading done even though Mandy and I completely destroyed your concentration the other day although you did need the distraction
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[22 Nov 2008|01:42am] |
Who: Nick and Odessa
Where: The Infirmary.
When: Backdated: Tuesday
Why: Nick is confused and feels weird.
Rating: Rather low, Nick's language isn't so bad.
Status: Incomplete, Closed
( Brace yourself, and give in to the moment.. )
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[21 Nov 2008|07:16pm] |
Oh the weekend. What a great thing. Besides some school work I have nothing else to do. Well expect rounds. But those are simple enough. Who is that I am on rounds with this weekend? I don't remember.
[Hex Private: Slytherin Females (Expect Pansy)]
So which one of you want to help me with the history of magic essay I have? There is chocolate in it for you. I have to much to know what to do with.
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[Hex Private: Self]
Why am I even trying? I don't want any of them to help me. I want Pansy to help me, but she hates me right now... all because... I don't even want to think about it. I just know that I have to get over her, it won't ever happen. It is all my fault after all. Because if I do try her parents will out my father for what he did during the war. I don't understand how such a wonderful woman can come from such horrid parents.
[/End Hex]
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[21 Nov 2008|05:32pm] |
Fuck. Off.
Thank you.
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[22 Nov 2008|12:11am] |
It's funny how a completely busy week can pas by so quickly that you scarcely even notice when Friday's finally arrived. I do so enjoy Fridays, having only one class is brilliant, especially considering that the rest of the week is so complicated.
( Private )
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[21 Nov 2008|05:29pm] |
( Very Private! )
Two, of course there are two.
It seems perfectly natural now——
The one who never looks up, whose eyes are lidded
And balled¸ like Blake's.
Who exhibits
The birthmarks that are his trademark——
The scald scar of water,
The nude
Verdigris of the condor.
I am red meat. His beak
Claps sidewise: I am not his yet.
He tells me how badly I photograph.
He tells me how sweet
The babies look in their hospital
Icebox, a simple
Frill at the neck
Then the flutings of their Ionian
Death-gowns.
Then two little feet.
He does not smile or smoke.
The other does that
His hair long and plausive
Bastard
Masturbating a glitter
He wants to be loved.
I do not stir.
The frost makes a flower,
The dew makes a star,
The dead bell,
The dead bell.
Somebody's done for.
-Sylvia Plath "Death & Co"
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[20 Nov 2008|08:32pm] |
Who: Lindsay Moon and OPEN!
When: After dinner
Where: Sitting on the steps by the Great Hall.
What: Reading.
Rating: TBD
( Some peace and quiet on the stairs. )
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