Aug 13, 2005 18:50
I'm so sick of people. Honestly, some Slytherins people are such try-hards. Get over yourselves.
Sorry. I'm being grumpy. I'm not really that brassed off, just mildly annoyed. I had a run-in with Pansy Parkinson and a few of her adoring fans/blind-followers this morning. It was unpleasant, and I'm ashamed to admit that it put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day. At lunchtime I destroyed some kid's Quidditch ball. You know, the big red quarrelling waffle ones. He was just throwing it around with his mates and it hit me as I was trying to make notes, and knocked ink all over my parchment. The ball exploded just as the kid was going to pick it up. I know it was a stupid thing to do, but afterwards I felt so much better.
I'm sick of school. I'm sick of people's whiny bitching. I'm sick of my own whiny bitching. I'm sick of homework and classes and all the gossiping and giggling that goes on around here. I'm sick of the bad feeling that I sense hanging around the castle and I'm sick of wondering if I'm the only one that feels it. I'm sick of tyrannical teachers and ghosts with attention deficit disorder. I'm sick of that blonde guy appearing around every corner asking me if I or anyone I know needs assistance. I'm sick of the trivial little games people play with each other, and I'm sick of that stuff not mattering to me. I'm sick of being normal. I'm sick of not understanding anyone, and not being understood, and not caring that I'm not understood. I'm sick of everything.
I'm going to go write a letter to dad. I need to escape Hogwarts and the whole wizarding world just for half an hour or so, if only in my head. I'll be fine soon. Love to you all.