Hahaha!
Ha ha! I have successfully invaded LIFE!
I win.
Padfood speaking; I kicked Peter out because he's a pansy and we all know he just wants to get into Edmund's pants.
That's not true.
Well, it probably is. He won't admit to it, though. So we've no evidence and we just have to call it like we sees it.
Well, today was one helluva long day. Jamesey and I had History of Magic first. I think. I honestly can't remember. WHoever decided to put boring classes first thing after brekkers was an absolute idiot because, 1. When you eat, you get tired. Or maybe that's just me, and 2. boring things make you fall asleep ANYWAY, even without the breakfast.
Speaking of which, I'm hungry.
Toast sounds good.
Anyways, my lovely McGoogles had a temper today. I asked her if I might get her some chocolate, if it was that "time of the month" and got a detention. Again. I figure if we're to end up lovers and married with loads and loads of children, I probably ought to know about such things and how to fix them.
She obviously does NOT share my point of view.
Shame, really. She'll see. One day.
Anyroad. I have to go clean the shields and trophys and all that bunk. There's no point, really. At least one student a day cleans the bloody things.
Right. Peter's tapping his foot. Bugger.
Padders, signing off!
I win.
Padfood speaking; I kicked Peter out because he's a pansy and we all know he just wants to get into Edmund's pants.
That's not true.
Well, it probably is. He won't admit to it, though. So we've no evidence and we just have to call it like we sees it.
Well, today was one helluva long day. Jamesey and I had History of Magic first. I think. I honestly can't remember. WHoever decided to put boring classes first thing after brekkers was an absolute idiot because, 1. When you eat, you get tired. Or maybe that's just me, and 2. boring things make you fall asleep ANYWAY, even without the breakfast.
Speaking of which, I'm hungry.
Toast sounds good.
Anyways, my lovely McGoogles had a temper today. I asked her if I might get her some chocolate, if it was that "time of the month" and got a detention. Again. I figure if we're to end up lovers and married with loads and loads of children, I probably ought to know about such things and how to fix them.
She obviously does NOT share my point of view.
Shame, really. She'll see. One day.
Anyroad. I have to go clean the shields and trophys and all that bunk. There's no point, really. At least one student a day cleans the bloody things.
Right. Peter's tapping his foot. Bugger.
Padders, signing off!