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Haven't wrote in this thing for some bloody time, but it's not like I have any time in the world to be worried about something like my journal.
So Blaise is pissed with me. I know he is angry about what happened over Easter holidays. Or rather what didn't happen over Easter holidays. Sure I did say that I will get him over to stay at Malfoy Manor since he didn't want to go home. And I did want to do that, but it's not like I could do anything when I was immediately carted off when I got to the train station. And if he knew what happened over Easter, he will probably be glad that he wasn't around. Damn.
I should have known that it'll not be that simple. I should have known that something was wrong when father and mother weren't at the station to pick me up. I knew they are pissed with me about Ginny, but you would have thought that they will get over it by now. But what do I know? Apparently, I don't know things well enough. Stupid really. Father didn't talk to me the whole time I was home...until, of course, when he chose dinner time to pick up the fight. What a mess that one was. Contrary to what most people think, I don't like to fight with my parents. I happen to like to be on good terms with my parents. Disagreeing with father is bad enough as it is. Talking back is definitely a very bad choice of action, and I have to be stupid enough to start a shouting match as well. Bloody hell. Upset mother a great deal. But no one could be as upset as the house elves, I guess. All the broken china must have hurt. Damn. I must have pissed father off royally in the end because he locked me up in my room for like decades, and then threatened to send me off to Tibet. Like he can. Last I check, my legs are still attached to myself. My legs go where I want to go. I'll walk back if that's the last thing I have to do.
Fucking hell. Dunno why I'm even writing about this. Such a damn long time ago. Not that I have anyone else I can talk to. Telling Ginny is definitely not good. Blaise has enough problems already, and it's not like he is all that happy to talk to me after what happened. I really thought that perhaps father was serious about locking me at home for the rest of my life when he didn't let me out until the very last day. Lucky thing mother was still talking to me. If there's anyone who can talk to father, it would be mother. Though I'm still surprise that I made it back to Hogwarts. Guess mother has her way. It made me feel bad though when I saw how upset she was. Father didn't see me off at the station, so I guess I can safely say that he is still pissed at me. Great. Just so fucking great.
Beauxbatons. Weird, isn't it? You would have thought that he will ship me off to somewhere further, but he said Beauxbatons. Not like I'm going to give in. I will cling on to the dungeon pipe if I had to. Hell, I will cling on to SNAPE'S leg if I had to. It's stupid really. I only have one last year to finish my studies, what's the point of transfering to a school in France? I hate bouillabaisse anyway. And I am going to be allergic to the sun in France. I don't look good in blue, and I most definitely hate French. Mother said I was being silly because I speak good French, and I look good in anything but hell, I don't want to go to France. He can't make me go to France. Coercion is not going to work. I'll make sure of that. So long as I am not willing to go, he can't do anything. And contrary to popular belief, my father does not hit me. He is just going to make me agree on my own accord. Which will not happen in a million years.
I guess I've been sulking around too much lately. Mother said that father has been sulking around too. Well, at least we are engaging in similar activities. Haven't talk to Ginny all that much either, but things have been piling up anyway, what with her OWLs, so it's not only me who doesn't have time. Though I think I better get to see her some time. People say absence makes the hearts grow fonder but I say prolonged absence makes the hearts go haywire. Can't have someone steal my girlfriend because I'm not looking. Heh.
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Haven't wrote in this thing for some bloody time, but it's not like I have any time in the world to be worried about something like my journal.
So Blaise is pissed with me. I know he is angry about what happened over Easter holidays. Or rather what didn't happen over Easter holidays. Sure I did say that I will get him over to stay at Malfoy Manor since he didn't want to go home. And I did want to do that, but it's not like I could do anything when I was immediately carted off when I got to the train station. And if he knew what happened over Easter, he will probably be glad that he wasn't around. Damn.
I should have known that it'll not be that simple. I should have known that something was wrong when father and mother weren't at the station to pick me up. I knew they are pissed with me about Ginny, but you would have thought that they will get over it by now. But what do I know? Apparently, I don't know things well enough. Stupid really. Father didn't talk to me the whole time I was home...until, of course, when he chose dinner time to pick up the fight. What a mess that one was. Contrary to what most people think, I don't like to fight with my parents. I happen to like to be on good terms with my parents. Disagreeing with father is bad enough as it is. Talking back is definitely a very bad choice of action, and I have to be stupid enough to start a shouting match as well. Bloody hell. Upset mother a great deal. But no one could be as upset as the house elves, I guess. All the broken china must have hurt. Damn. I must have pissed father off royally in the end because he locked me up in my room for like decades, and then threatened to send me off to Tibet. Like he can. Last I check, my legs are still attached to myself. My legs go where I want to go. I'll walk back if that's the last thing I have to do.
Fucking hell. Dunno why I'm even writing about this. Such a damn long time ago. Not that I have anyone else I can talk to. Telling Ginny is definitely not good. Blaise has enough problems already, and it's not like he is all that happy to talk to me after what happened. I really thought that perhaps father was serious about locking me at home for the rest of my life when he didn't let me out until the very last day. Lucky thing mother was still talking to me. If there's anyone who can talk to father, it would be mother. Though I'm still surprise that I made it back to Hogwarts. Guess mother has her way. It made me feel bad though when I saw how upset she was. Father didn't see me off at the station, so I guess I can safely say that he is still pissed at me. Great. Just so fucking great.
Beauxbatons. Weird, isn't it? You would have thought that he will ship me off to somewhere further, but he said Beauxbatons. Not like I'm going to give in. I will cling on to the dungeon pipe if I had to. Hell, I will cling on to SNAPE'S leg if I had to. It's stupid really. I only have one last year to finish my studies, what's the point of transfering to a school in France? I hate bouillabaisse anyway. And I am going to be allergic to the sun in France. I don't look good in blue, and I most definitely hate French. Mother said I was being silly because I speak good French, and I look good in anything but hell, I don't want to go to France. He can't make me go to France. Coercion is not going to work. I'll make sure of that. So long as I am not willing to go, he can't do anything. And contrary to popular belief, my father does not hit me. He is just going to make me agree on my own accord. Which will not happen in a million years.
I guess I've been sulking around too much lately. Mother said that father has been sulking around too. Well, at least we are engaging in similar activities. Haven't talk to Ginny all that much either, but things have been piling up anyway, what with her OWLs, so it's not only me who doesn't have time. Though I think I better get to see her some time. People say absence makes the hearts grow fonder but I say prolonged absence makes the hearts go haywire. Can't have someone steal my girlfriend because I'm not looking. Heh.
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