What... what the hell?

Private: Hannah

Han, are you okay?

I'm so busy now, it's not funny. I'm all talk really, aren't I? I said I wasn't going to listen to my father, and now here I am doing the job he got for me in the deepest dregs of Parliament. Every wondered who shreds/types up/proofreads the least important documents in the Muggle Government? Well, you probably haven't, but now I'm one of them. The ( Read more... )

NEWTS... are over.

This is... very distressing. Does this mean I have to be a grown up, now?

RELIEF.

Potions is over. At last. Forever. And there's only Defence and Charms left, and I'm good at Charms.

DAY OFF!

Being Muggleborn is awesome.

Care of Magical Creatures is over... bit sad about that. It was my favourite subject for a while, there.

I'm exhausted after one exam. I foresee a crappy two weeks.

I think I stuffed up the essay section... did anyone else do the third question? How many months are bloody Hippogriffs pregnant for?

Has anyone else seen the exam timetable? I can't believe how bloody spread out Charms is, and then we get a whole day of Defence Against the Dark Arts, not to mention Potions at eight in the morning. Who comes up with this crap?

Journals seem to have all gone silent. I guess NEWTs might have something to do with it. The Gryffindors seem to all be a bit messed up, too.

I'm... er, fine. Not looking forward to exams, but who is? In a way I guess I am looking forward to them, because once I've done them there'll be over I can go back to the singular worry of how to explain ( Read more... )

If I have to write one more essay on the effects of something or other on the effects of something or other on something else, I'm going to throw myself out of the dorm window. Being only one floor up this probably won't accomplish anything, but STILL.

I've been trying to put this week into words... well, it's not impossible, but some parts of it just aren't suitable for... well, anyone I know.

Life is good. How are you guys?