Birthdays and such like.
Well, that was good birthday, by my reckoning. My parents took me to watch the Quidditch, which was GREAT as always, even if we lost to Puddlemere. Damn them. Then, as is the tradition when you get older than say...15, I went out with some people from work and got royally plastered. You know, the sort of drunk that flys in the face of all medical advice and comes back to haunt you in the morning. But hell, I'm 19, I judge how great last night was by how much it fucks me up in the morning. And trust me, I couldn't MOVE on Sunday, so I must have had a fantastic time.
Did I not mention to anyone it was my birthday here? Oh..yeah. I was all cold-congested and nasty things like that. Oh well.
And I do wonder why on earth I spent all that time flirting with Amycus last week. Haha. It was funny though. Probably had something to do with that fever. even though I wasn't all that feverish.
Hmm. Although I did take his advice a little. And could well have drunkenly kissed..Sarah. That's the one. Not that I remember properly and she was probably more hammered than me, but there you go. Knew I had some of that charm in me somewhere.
Anyway. I should stop writing and putting off that bratty looking kid over there, who thought it'd be fun to play in mummy's cauldron. Idiot. probably a mudblood
I'm not entirely useless, you know. I kissed her and everything. Well, not everything, but I'm a gentleman, you know? Heh.
How are you, then?
Did I not mention to anyone it was my birthday here? Oh..yeah. I was all cold-congested and nasty things like that. Oh well.
And I do wonder why on earth I spent all that time flirting with Amycus last week. Haha. It was funny though. Probably had something to do with that fever. even though I wasn't all that feverish.
Hmm. Although I did take his advice a little. And could well have drunkenly kissed..Sarah. That's the one. Not that I remember properly and she was probably more hammered than me, but there you go. Knew I had some of that charm in me somewhere.
Anyway. I should stop writing and putting off that bratty looking kid over there, who thought it'd be fun to play in mummy's cauldron. Idiot. probably a mudblood
I'm not entirely useless, you know. I kissed her and everything. Well, not everything, but I'm a gentleman, you know? Heh.
How are you, then?