Writing about this isn't as easy as writing my actual resignation letter which Dumbledore wouldn't accept anyway so I'll try and keep it simple:

I QUIT.

Once I find a door that isn't locked he must think I really am stupid. Does he think I'll just forget about it if I can't get out? I'll leave and you all won't have to deal with that stupid ( Read more... )

Okay, the soup tasted a little strange last night, I think I know why.

Someone must have put some sort of...hair growth tonic in my soup! My face is all...ew, fuzzy now. I don't like it. In addition to that, it obviously made my face go numb because I can't really smile anymore. That's made trying to talk to people a little awkward earlier, ( Read more... )