Honestly, I don't see why everyone is getting all worked up over these rediculous exams...again. It's not as though they were all that tough in the first place.

It's really hard to find something to do or someone to tease if nobody is around. I wont even go near Lovegood anymore. Watching her bounce off walls is all amusing until she bumps into ( Read more... )

I would really like to know what could possibly make anyone think "You know what, having students retake the OWLs, seems like a really good idea." Oh, and just so everyone knows, I'm saying this outloud in a really sarcastic voice. I think my mother might lose it. As it is, my parents have been trying to kill me by death of paper cuts, from all the ( Read more... )

You'd think that having a huge house to yourself would be a good thing. Well...you're right it is a good thing. Besides the unbearable boredom, it's the best experience of my life. Oh, and I do believe my parents enjoy taking the spontaneity out of life. Everyday I expect, and receive, an owl asking about my grades. I've taken to just returning ( Read more... )

The house is empty, and I like it that way. For some reason my father thought it necessary to lock up the all the alcoholic beverages. Honestly, you'd think that he didn't trust me. I have received an owl everyday, since they left, asking me about my examination results. I may be many things, but I'm not a seer, so I don't know what they expect me ( Read more... )

So, I'm barely in the door when they start in on me with the comments: "How many O.W.L.s did you get?" "Nobody in the Pullman family has ever failed to receive top marks" and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Honestly, they think that I have nothing better to do with my time. Besides, it's not as though I didn't study ( Read more... )

Well, honestly, I didn't think that the year could get any better after exams ended. Well, I was certainly proven wrong. I couldn't think of better ending to this school term.

So, I've been doing a bit of studying for the upcoming OWLs. It's amazing how easily some people can be persuaded to "lend" out their notes. Sure, I could have gone to class and taken them myself, but then it wouldn't give others the chance to be charitable.

I have found a shoe in my bed. The shoe does not belong to me. If the shoe is not claimed by the end of the day...it will be too late.

Of course, someone would have to bring up the O.W.L.s. Surprising myself, I have decided to somewhat prepare myself for them. Yes, that's right, I shall actually be putting forth some effort in order to pass. Contrary to popular belief, I do not wish to fail my fifth year.

So, I suppose I should dust off the books.

Well, I must say that I'm rather disappointed. There's been nothing going on, and even torturing the fourth years has lost its fun. Honestly, I think I'm not quite me anymore. If that's even possible. Boredom, it's nothing but boredom. I suppose I could do homework that's been piling up, but that'll never happen. Oh well, I suppose lying around has ( Read more... )