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I really should stop biting my lip in my sleep. It's nothing serious, I just seem to have picked up a habit of biting through my lip while asleep and it's rather messy. And quite painful too -- mainly because how do you explain "I don't know how it happened, it just did"? There needs to be a book on that sort of thing, because I'd really like to know.
Apparently though, I'm better with a ruined bottom lip, because I can't speak. Thanks guys. Your concern for my welfare overwhelmes me, really it does. Although I haven't woken up in strange places lately, so obviously I'm not sleepwalking. I'm just...chewing through my lip. Odd.
Anyway, so this project with Potter. It's interesting. By interesting, I mean total and utter hatred on both sides, refusal to communicate unless we absolutely have to and so forth. Oddly enough, the project itself's quite fascinating, and I'm getting perilously close to throwing myself into the research in exchange of my life. Sadly, I doubt that would go over all that well, but it's tempting! And it's better than class itself at the moment, because people just talk all the time. Don't they get that it's serious stuff here? I don't care about whatever they're talking about/writing about etc. I have a NEWT to get, and they can take it outside. It's rude.
I'm not melodramatic or paranaoid. I wish people would stop saying that I am. I have to be meticulous just to make sure that things happen as they have to. It's not like I'm obsessive or anything, I just know what the consequences are. And I'm not melodramatic, and if you think I am, you've not seen melodrama. So shut it already.
Also, my life is no longer my own. Who hands out a Potions assignment that is possibly the worst thing ever? I mean, we have to adapt a potion and it's going to be our introduction to the potion brewing community. I'm so screwed.
Apparently though, I'm better with a ruined bottom lip, because I can't speak. Thanks guys. Your concern for my welfare overwhelmes me, really it does. Although I haven't woken up in strange places lately, so obviously I'm not sleepwalking. I'm just...chewing through my lip. Odd.
Anyway, so this project with Potter. It's interesting. By interesting, I mean total and utter hatred on both sides, refusal to communicate unless we absolutely have to and so forth. Oddly enough, the project itself's quite fascinating, and I'm getting perilously close to throwing myself into the research in exchange of my life. Sadly, I doubt that would go over all that well, but it's tempting! And it's better than class itself at the moment, because people just talk all the time. Don't they get that it's serious stuff here? I don't care about whatever they're talking about/writing about etc. I have a NEWT to get, and they can take it outside. It's rude.
I'm not melodramatic or paranaoid. I wish people would stop saying that I am. I have to be meticulous just to make sure that things happen as they have to. It's not like I'm obsessive or anything, I just know what the consequences are. And I'm not melodramatic, and if you think I am, you've not seen melodrama. So shut it already.
Also, my life is no longer my own. Who hands out a Potions assignment that is possibly the worst thing ever? I mean, we have to adapt a potion and it's going to be our introduction to the potion brewing community. I'm so screwed.