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I've come to several conclusions concerning my life.
One I hate transfiguration; I just really don't see the point in it at all. Yes I understand that in a life or death situation it might be a good idea to know how to turn my dress into a rope but can somebody please explain why I would need to turn an elephant into a tea pot of all things?
I suspect that not only is it cruel to the said elephant but that it should also be made illegal, I mean doesn't anybody consider the feelings of the elephant? I imagine that being turned into a teapot would be a very traumatic experience.
Especially if it was an ugly teapot.
Two I have decided that now that I'm seventeen I need privacy which is why I pitched my tent on top of my bed, the thing I love about magic is the fact that you really can pitch a small tent on top of a bed only to go inside and find out you have a three bedroom house with it's own plumbing.
Plus I need to start meditating in private because Parvati refuses to take it seriously; if she squeals one more time over the wheel of fortune card I will kill her. Parvati you and the boy in the dress are not going to get back together and run off into the sunset GET OVER IT, go snog Skylar Rosier because he will sleep with everything including inanimate objects.
Also I must say that this year our head boy happens to be exceptionally fit, wouldn't you agree?
One I hate transfiguration; I just really don't see the point in it at all. Yes I understand that in a life or death situation it might be a good idea to know how to turn my dress into a rope but can somebody please explain why I would need to turn an elephant into a tea pot of all things?
I suspect that not only is it cruel to the said elephant but that it should also be made illegal, I mean doesn't anybody consider the feelings of the elephant? I imagine that being turned into a teapot would be a very traumatic experience.
Especially if it was an ugly teapot.
Two I have decided that now that I'm seventeen I need privacy which is why I pitched my tent on top of my bed, the thing I love about magic is the fact that you really can pitch a small tent on top of a bed only to go inside and find out you have a three bedroom house with it's own plumbing.
Plus I need to start meditating in private because Parvati refuses to take it seriously; if she squeals one more time over the wheel of fortune card I will kill her. Parvati you and the boy in the dress are not going to get back together and run off into the sunset GET OVER IT, go snog Skylar Rosier because he will sleep with everything including inanimate objects.
Also I must say that this year our head boy happens to be exceptionally fit, wouldn't you agree?