Nov. 23
[mood| 
annoyed]
The dance was fun. Cissa and I had quite the time together, as I knew we would. She's quite the dancer and I can't remember the last time I had the pleasure of dancing with someone as elegant as she is.
Meda's birthday was last Monday. She found me in 'my' hall and loved what I gave her, which of course only proved to boost my ego make me extremely happy.
Malfoy is still a bloody prat berk arsehat jerkoff dickweed all to cock piss-arse maggot mingebag saddo minger. He threw a spell at me the other morning because I accidentally-on-purpose got him brassed off. So of course we ended up having a barney, and I was already in a blog on to begin with, and was even more so by the time Emmy ended it. I'm not to thrilled with her at the moment either. Because the only bleeding spell I threw was an disarming spell, and yet she still bitched me out. It's not my fault Malfoy can't hold his temper. Also not my fault that I know exactly how to stir that temper up. He shouldn't be so predictible, but then, where would I get my evil fun?
[OOC: I've been working on my British Slang lately, and you can find some good definitions of some of what Myc said at a site I've found an interesting read Or, for a good laugh with your learning, you could try here.]
annoyed]
The dance was fun. Cissa and I had quite the time together, as I knew we would. She's quite the dancer and I can't remember the last time I had the pleasure of dancing with someone as elegant as she is.
Meda's birthday was last Monday. She found me in 'my' hall and loved what I gave her, which of course only proved to boost my ego make me extremely happy.
Malfoy is still a bloody prat berk arsehat jerkoff dickweed all to cock piss-arse maggot mingebag saddo minger. He threw a spell at me the other morning because I accidentally-on-purpose got him brassed off. So of course we ended up having a barney, and I was already in a blog on to begin with, and was even more so by the time Emmy ended it. I'm not to thrilled with her at the moment either. Because the only bleeding spell I threw was an disarming spell, and yet she still bitched me out. It's not my fault Malfoy can't hold his temper. Also not my fault that I know exactly how to stir that temper up. He shouldn't be so predictible, but then, where would I get my evil fun?
[OOC: I've been working on my British Slang lately, and you can find some good definitions of some of what Myc said at a site I've found an interesting read Or, for a good laugh with your learning, you could try here.]