While I was running through the Forest as a huge man-eating dog thinking yesterday, I got the most unsettling feeling that I was turning into a bit of a man-whore. I suppose it's what I get for sending Valentines, though -- speaking of which, I knew I could get you to keep it, Eve. Go on, admit you liked it. (And when I say it, you may infer any of the many "it"s that apply to us/Valentine's Day.)
Also, I think I may have figured out why Moony seems to be displaying aspirations towards being me. It's not actually that at all. In fact, it's because he's a pouf that he's been such a git. [Private, unlockable by Dorcas] Yes, I am joking. [/Private]
A word of advice. Never tell the house elves you want chocolate covered truffles instead of saying chocolate fudge truffles, because they give you odd looks and scurry away to pour chocolate over mushrooms. Which taste dreadful, so you know.
What is up with my cousin? And what's wrong with my brother? Must talk to him. Must.
I've lost my favorite pajama shirt. And since I refuse to wear any of the others if I can't find that one, it means I'm stuck sleeping with no shirt. Which is cold. Damn it. Grr... It's white and has "Make love and war!" on the back in invisible letters. Has anyone seen it? Recently, I mean, not on me.
It's been awhile since I've been in the mood to do homework. Or anything not girl-related. This is why I worry. I think my grades may be in danger of slipping. Not that I care, as I don't even want to be here this year, but still.
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[Private, unlockable by Vivian]
Why do I feel like you're still mad at me? When I didn't even do anything?
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[Private, unlockable by James]
Why were you smiling?
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