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Shit. I followed the books exactly. What the hell went wrong? Back to the drawing board, I guess...at least I didn't get stuck in some weird half-and-half form. Feathers, huh...?
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We speak English here. Is that really so hard to remember?
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People are all loud an' annoyin here. Jus' like father said. Stuuupid muddlebloddles, prolly.
I wanna go home.
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Oh dear, oh dear, this will never do. Why are the boys in my House so messy? I was hoping to have enough time to slip down to the kitchens and see if they couldn't let me whip something up -- they're such dears with cooking for so many hungry mouths, but there's nothing like cooking a meal yourself for the ones you love. So much to do, so little ( Read more... ) -
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So this is where Heim goes to school! I can see why he'd rather come here then Durmstrang; so many pretty ladies! ...of course, Heim isn't very fond of the ladies. I don't see why not. But it's okay Heim! If you'd rather the pretty boys, that's okay too! This Freyr will always love and respect you!
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Two hour lecture on how not to associate with mudbloods. My favourite time of the year. At least it's over now. Merlin, my old man can go on. The fiasco of that stupid Ball didn't help things much, but whatever. A few more days and I'll be out of this hellhole I'm forced to call home. Not that the alternative is all that much better... -
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Two and a half weeks until they want to drag us all back for another ten months, and they hold a carnival. You'd almost think the teachers wanted us at school early or something. -
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Well, there's another school year shot to hell. Home-sweet-home. Someone kill me now. -
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DAMMIT! Where the fuck are all these sparkles coming from?! I bet it's Lacus' fault. -
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That's it! Who the fuck dyed my hair pink again? And just because that moron put mascara on me, doesn't mean I need another sex change, Hogwarts!
((ooc:...I still had the icon, so sue me. >.>; If anyone wants to take credit for pink hair, feel free! Otherwise someone random, I guess.))