Easter Hols
Oh, the loveliness of Easter time. Spring is in the air, girls are lounging around on the grounds, and it's finally warm enough out to walk around without a bloody scarf.
As of right now, I am also lounging on the grounds, ready to burn my textbooks and making lots of lovely faces to the back of my comrade's head. It might take him a while to notice, but I am counting the seconds.
In short: I AM BLEEDING BORED.
On other notes, Frank and Alice's wedding is coming up soon. Can you imagine it? Our ickle Prefect all grown up and even getting hitched. It's absolutely darling.
James, don't get any ideas. I'll throw you in the lake if you start waxing ad nauseum again. The Squid'd do you good.
Speaking of which, I should probably get around to asking a lady-friend to accompany me. I reckon my dress robes're in good order. At least, I think they are - I haven't seen them since I bought them.
Bugger, they may be too short for me now.
As of right now, I am also lounging on the grounds, ready to burn my textbooks and making lots of lovely faces to the back of my comrade's head. It might take him a while to notice, but I am counting the seconds.
In short: I AM BLEEDING BORED.
On other notes, Frank and Alice's wedding is coming up soon. Can you imagine it? Our ickle Prefect all grown up and even getting hitched. It's absolutely darling.
James, don't get any ideas. I'll throw you in the lake if you start waxing ad nauseum again. The Squid'd do you good.
Speaking of which, I should probably get around to asking a lady-friend to accompany me. I reckon my dress robes're in good order. At least, I think they are - I haven't seen them since I bought them.
Bugger, they may be too short for me now.