There is no place like home for the holidays...

Nov 21, 2004 14:18

Received word from my mother that if my hair is still "that horrid color" my father has threatened to chop it off. Honestly, he is just jealous because he is as bald as a baby and smells like one too.

I was informed that my darling neighbors have been suspended from school again. This time because they were caught conducting a gambling ring at Beauxbatons. Stupid boys.

So now they will be visiting us while I am home. Just because they happen to be friends with my mentally challenged younger brother really does not mean that I have to stand them. If Jean even thinks about touching me I swear I shall cut off his hand and feed it to the younger one.

On a final note, thank you Lovegood for allowing the consumption of alcohol at school meals. Three cheers and all that.

Morgana O. Vendvmagli
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