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Can you believe it? Can you actually stand to acknowledge it? Well, you had better! I'm not some bloody idiot with a pretty face, wandering through life with a fat bank account. I'm a smarty with a pretty face, wandering through life with a fat bank account, and the next person that gives me the crazy eye because they catch me actually studying is going to get a decent sized research novel shoved through their wind pipe. Don't look so bloody surprised when I get good marks on my work. Just because I've been blessed with all the things your parents couldn't manage to give you doesn't mean I lack intelligence. Don't look so damned shocked when I ask if your parents were siblings. It's a logical question.
Before I forget ... Whomever is leaving their dirty socks all over my bed - stop it, and stop it now. If I go to bed one more time with the stench of your feet all across my bedding, I don't know what I'm going to do. You can only push a person so far before they push back, and those socks are a form of torture left for those in 3rd world countries.
Is it just me, or is anyone else ready to bust out of this place? Are any of you as bored as I am? When was the last time something interesting happened? Anyone? Anyone have any idea of anything good going on? Cause I'm just not seeing it? All around me, I see bored faces. Everyone is going through the same motions they've gone through all their lives. I'm not interested in it anymore. I can't even find the means to explain my disinterest. The same people come up to me with the same lines, the same played out tricks and cutesy smiles. I've lost interest in the things I once found fun, and then amusing. Now, they're just dull, and I've come to the point where I want to smash their pretty little faces, just for something new - a new reaction, anything new. In fact, taking a day off from school and leaving doesn't hold any sort of excitement to me. I need new people to speak with, and I need them soon. I even bore myself.
I'm bored with this entry.
You comment with shit like, 'if you're bored, you're boring', I'm going to discover a new and exciting way for you to breathe.
Now that I've gotten that out of the way, I think it's only fair to say that I haven't changed much either.
That's about all on that.
Haven't spoken with Lavender and haven't ... Well, that's about it. If Lavender is my only friend, I'm rather screwed. Anyone up to being my friend? Preferably someone with a penis?
I'm stalling. I have nothing witty nor clever to write here, I'm rather tired, and I just can't work up the energy to give much of a fuck, so this will have to do until something interesting happens.
Oh, and this years Quidditch team? Screwed. Have we been having practices? Is it time for practices yet? Did we do auditions? Do we have a team? Is Draco even the seeker anymore? Where the hell am I? I know nothing. Are we even playing Quidditch this year? Where the hell are my informants? Professors! Do your fucking job! Get off your fucking arses and give us a clue as to what is going on. Don't rely on the Head Boy and Girl to do your jobs - they don't have a clue as to what they're doing ... By the way, who is the Head Boy? Do we have one, or did they just let Granger play both sides of the field? Seems fitting to me.
Ah, well. This has been another pointless entry.
Before I forget ... Whomever is leaving their dirty socks all over my bed - stop it, and stop it now. If I go to bed one more time with the stench of your feet all across my bedding, I don't know what I'm going to do. You can only push a person so far before they push back, and those socks are a form of torture left for those in 3rd world countries.
Is it just me, or is anyone else ready to bust out of this place? Are any of you as bored as I am? When was the last time something interesting happened? Anyone? Anyone have any idea of anything good going on? Cause I'm just not seeing it? All around me, I see bored faces. Everyone is going through the same motions they've gone through all their lives. I'm not interested in it anymore. I can't even find the means to explain my disinterest. The same people come up to me with the same lines, the same played out tricks and cutesy smiles. I've lost interest in the things I once found fun, and then amusing. Now, they're just dull, and I've come to the point where I want to smash their pretty little faces, just for something new - a new reaction, anything new. In fact, taking a day off from school and leaving doesn't hold any sort of excitement to me. I need new people to speak with, and I need them soon. I even bore myself.
I'm bored with this entry.
You comment with shit like, 'if you're bored, you're boring', I'm going to discover a new and exciting way for you to breathe.
Now that I've gotten that out of the way, I think it's only fair to say that I haven't changed much either.
That's about all on that.
Haven't spoken with Lavender and haven't ... Well, that's about it. If Lavender is my only friend, I'm rather screwed. Anyone up to being my friend? Preferably someone with a penis?
I'm stalling. I have nothing witty nor clever to write here, I'm rather tired, and I just can't work up the energy to give much of a fuck, so this will have to do until something interesting happens.
Oh, and this years Quidditch team? Screwed. Have we been having practices? Is it time for practices yet? Did we do auditions? Do we have a team? Is Draco even the seeker anymore? Where the hell am I? I know nothing. Are we even playing Quidditch this year? Where the hell are my informants? Professors! Do your fucking job! Get off your fucking arses and give us a clue as to what is going on. Don't rely on the Head Boy and Girl to do your jobs - they don't have a clue as to what they're doing ... By the way, who is the Head Boy? Do we have one, or did they just let Granger play both sides of the field? Seems fitting to me.
Ah, well. This has been another pointless entry.