Maisie White's Little Pink Book
(aka my journal)
8 September
6:05 am
Must. Wake. Up. Early morning Quidditch pratices are Evil!!! 5 more minutes
of sleep.
6:15 am Okay. I'm up. Sorta. O Pierce! Shut up! You're screaming is going to wake up the entire house! I love Pierce. I really do. Only other American here with me. But when he wants to start Quidditch practices early morning in September, I want to shoot him.
7:30am There is only one good thing about early morning Quidditch practices: Billy Weasly. *big smile* So we walked out onto the Quidditch practice fields and Gryffindor was already out there! Bloody merde! How do they get up so early and actually function? It was so hard to concentrate with him there. Hannah almost took off my head with her beater bat. "Get your head out of the clouds, Mai, or next time I will take off your head." Such a great friend Hannah is. Of course with Pierce's new ideas of using Muggle soccer to practice made us look even more like fools. And what was with throwing like fifteen thousand balls at me today before 7 am?
12:03 pm I forgot how pretty Hogwarts can be this time of year, especially with evil professors inhabiting the inside of the school. Transfiguration wasn't too bad this morning, but I still have that 3 scroll essay to finish. Mirh!
12:15 pm Why must bad news come from an angel? So Hannah and I were sitting down to get lunch when my sex god comes over. *smile* Hannah started not only giving me a hard time, because she knows how much I like Billy and how pathetic I am, but she also gives Billy a hard time for coming to see me. But anyways. So Billy sits down across from me, next to Hannah, right before lunch has been served. Billy:Just thought you'd like to know, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is out to kill. Hannah: Right Gryffindor. Billy: No really. She wants a 6 scroll, 100,000 word due tomorrow on 3 creatures, how to combat them, where to find them, with detailed maps, graphs, charts, and bibliography. Me: Ouch. Isn't this her first week too? Billy : Yep. Hannah: Wait a minute. You said she, didn't you? Billy: You'll see. You have DADA today don't you, with Hufflepuff, right? Me: Yeah, next actually. Billy: Best of luck then. * wanders off* Hannah: Y'know Maisie, he really needs to stop flirting with you. It only inflates your ego. Me: No it doesn't! *blush* Besides I wouldn't stop him. Hannah: I may have to hit you with my Beater bat!
7:34pm Bloody merde! Billy wasn't kidding. I'm going to be here for hours on end. At least Hannah's here helping me with the Potions essay. *unhappy sigh*
11:15pm You've got to be kidding me. I'm gonna kill you Pierce! He knows that half of his players aren't going to sleep the next couple nights between all these essays and he still wants to have early morning Quidditch practices? Ugh! When exactly is he getting all his work done?
6:15 am Okay. I'm up. Sorta. O Pierce! Shut up! You're screaming is going to wake up the entire house! I love Pierce. I really do. Only other American here with me. But when he wants to start Quidditch practices early morning in September, I want to shoot him.
7:30am There is only one good thing about early morning Quidditch practices: Billy Weasly. *big smile* So we walked out onto the Quidditch practice fields and Gryffindor was already out there! Bloody merde! How do they get up so early and actually function? It was so hard to concentrate with him there. Hannah almost took off my head with her beater bat. "Get your head out of the clouds, Mai, or next time I will take off your head." Such a great friend Hannah is. Of course with Pierce's new ideas of using Muggle soccer to practice made us look even more like fools. And what was with throwing like fifteen thousand balls at me today before 7 am?
12:03 pm I forgot how pretty Hogwarts can be this time of year, especially with evil professors inhabiting the inside of the school. Transfiguration wasn't too bad this morning, but I still have that 3 scroll essay to finish. Mirh!
12:15 pm Why must bad news come from an angel? So Hannah and I were sitting down to get lunch when my sex god comes over. *smile* Hannah started not only giving me a hard time, because she knows how much I like Billy and how pathetic I am, but she also gives Billy a hard time for coming to see me. But anyways. So Billy sits down across from me, next to Hannah, right before lunch has been served. Billy:Just thought you'd like to know, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is out to kill. Hannah: Right Gryffindor. Billy: No really. She wants a 6 scroll, 100,000 word due tomorrow on 3 creatures, how to combat them, where to find them, with detailed maps, graphs, charts, and bibliography. Me: Ouch. Isn't this her first week too? Billy : Yep. Hannah: Wait a minute. You said she, didn't you? Billy: You'll see. You have DADA today don't you, with Hufflepuff, right? Me: Yeah, next actually. Billy: Best of luck then. * wanders off* Hannah: Y'know Maisie, he really needs to stop flirting with you. It only inflates your ego. Me: No it doesn't! *blush* Besides I wouldn't stop him. Hannah: I may have to hit you with my Beater bat!
7:34pm Bloody merde! Billy wasn't kidding. I'm going to be here for hours on end. At least Hannah's here helping me with the Potions essay. *unhappy sigh*
11:15pm You've got to be kidding me. I'm gonna kill you Pierce! He knows that half of his players aren't going to sleep the next couple nights between all these essays and he still wants to have early morning Quidditch practices? Ugh! When exactly is he getting all his work done?