Authors Note: I'm going to a family Christmas thingy on my Dad's side
today. Joy to the world, a two hour drive. Gosh, how I do love life. But
hey I'm a 'little trooper' I can't believe it's almost Christmas! Enjoy
it! Special thanks to:
Draco Malfoy's Bad Girl: Yeah, got to love sarcasm! A few days ago my Mum called me sarcastic! And I was like "I am not!" And she's like "Yes you are." Then I'm like "Dad is too!" And she's like "Don't bring your Father into this!" Heh Heh Heh. Guys are very dense creatures!
Riposte: Oh okay, so maybe it wasn't exactly equal but I would 'assume' George is one good snogger. Hehehe.
HP Fan Forever: Aww I'm glad you like it!
Sailor Gemini: You're making me feel bad now! LOL Talking about how I should add more Oliver in! ::feels bad::: Hmm I don't know I'll think of something clever, soon. Fried pie? Yumness.
All reviews are greatly appreciated. Oh yes listen to Better Than Ezra they ROCK MY SOCKS! They are incredibly amazing. Really, now!
~*Chasing Mr. Wood*~
9:54 AM:
Alicia is still moping. Poor thing. Poor useless little girl.
Wow that was rude.
I *pity* her. That's better. She's taken to eating more hotdogs then the usual. She claims they are her 'comfort food' especially the 'really juicy one's with extra ketchup!'
How weird is that?
10:08 AM:
In a few hours CHRISTMAS BREAK WILL BEGIN! Yipeeee. This calls for some erm-wine-whisky-gin-Butter beer? Merlin! Don't I get some sort of alcoholic beverage?
11:39 AM:
I'm eating lunch right now. I'm sitting with George, Alicia, and Bran. Alicia in her desperateness keeps flirting with Bran. I seriously think I'm going to slap her in a few minutes.
Bran keeps shooting George evil looks and I keep kicking Alicia under the table and pointing to her hotdog "Just eat the hotdog Alicia, don't flirt with Bran." In which she whispers (in a tone for most is yelling.) "You've got your boyfriend give me a devil's chance in Heaven!"
Bran heard this and he every bit plays up to a flirt. "You think I'm hot don't you? Well, who can blame you?"
"BRAN!" I screeched and then I tackled him to the ground which probably didn't look very good for George but that's okay. Alicia played up to the whole thing too: "Of course Bran, you're a total hottie."
So as if I wasn't already in mush land! I shot Alicia a 'look' and I pushed Bran away from her.
As if my life wasn't a soap opera already? Alicia was so giggly she usually eats about nine hotdogs at lunch. Today she only ate one. She's not fooling me.
George just looked at me and motioned to the common room. I'm guessing he wants to snog. I'm saved!
Bonjour!
1:45 PM:
Lah-di-dah that was fun stuff.
I want some hot cocoa. George and I can 'share' some. However, I'm in a piggish mood so I'd probably drink it all before he had a chance.
2:34 PM:
Last class of the day, Potion's. How I love thee.
2:45 PM:
Mixin' some Potion's.
Oh no Snape has seen my plaid book, he's making his way over here. Ohmigosh!
3:00 PM:
Whew! It's over! I made it out alive and my plaid book is unharmed. That was just plain freaky. He sneered at me and he's all: "What a gorgeous potion, look everyone. Make yours just like this."
Then I beamed, winked heavily at George and continued stirring my Potion. I also replied "Thank you Sir."
HAHA! Kissing up rocks!
3:45 PM:
WINTER BREAK HAS BEGUN GOGO SNOW FIGHT! I'm leaving now with my cute little scarf to battle it out in-
The snow fight of a lifetime.
5:23 PM:
Need. Sleep. Tired. Yawn. It was George, Me, Bran, Alicia, Oliver, Fred, and Parvati.
Everyone was pounding Oliver due to his doltish qualities. Alicia was throwing hotdogs at him and screaming "You hotdiggitydog!." How freakishly odd is that?
Parvati was making 'Snow Angels' amidst the chaos. Fred was gushing over Parvati's "beautiful snow creature" as he put it. Bran was darting snowballs at Alicia, and Alicia was throwing them at Bran.
Forgive me while I hurl.
George and I were-you know-snogging under a gorgeous oak tree.
::beams:::
5:39 PM:
No schoolio tomorrow!
3ing Life.
6:09 PM:
I'm off for dinner I think we're having soup. Mmm soup.
6:16 PM:
@ The dinner table. They didn't give us soup they gave us bloody old frozen rolls, and cold lasagna with bleeding cold pumpkin juice.
George and I are going to sneak into the kitchens and cause some havoc.
By havoc I don't mean snogging. By havoc I mean finding some halfway decent food!
The journey begins.
Right now.
*** HAHA a cliffie!
***
Draco Malfoy's Bad Girl: Yeah, got to love sarcasm! A few days ago my Mum called me sarcastic! And I was like "I am not!" And she's like "Yes you are." Then I'm like "Dad is too!" And she's like "Don't bring your Father into this!" Heh Heh Heh. Guys are very dense creatures!
Riposte: Oh okay, so maybe it wasn't exactly equal but I would 'assume' George is one good snogger. Hehehe.
HP Fan Forever: Aww I'm glad you like it!
Sailor Gemini: You're making me feel bad now! LOL Talking about how I should add more Oliver in! ::feels bad::: Hmm I don't know I'll think of something clever, soon. Fried pie? Yumness.
All reviews are greatly appreciated. Oh yes listen to Better Than Ezra they ROCK MY SOCKS! They are incredibly amazing. Really, now!
~*Chasing Mr. Wood*~
9:54 AM:
Alicia is still moping. Poor thing. Poor useless little girl.
Wow that was rude.
I *pity* her. That's better. She's taken to eating more hotdogs then the usual. She claims they are her 'comfort food' especially the 'really juicy one's with extra ketchup!'
How weird is that?
10:08 AM:
In a few hours CHRISTMAS BREAK WILL BEGIN! Yipeeee. This calls for some erm-wine-whisky-gin-Butter beer? Merlin! Don't I get some sort of alcoholic beverage?
11:39 AM:
I'm eating lunch right now. I'm sitting with George, Alicia, and Bran. Alicia in her desperateness keeps flirting with Bran. I seriously think I'm going to slap her in a few minutes.
Bran keeps shooting George evil looks and I keep kicking Alicia under the table and pointing to her hotdog "Just eat the hotdog Alicia, don't flirt with Bran." In which she whispers (in a tone for most is yelling.) "You've got your boyfriend give me a devil's chance in Heaven!"
Bran heard this and he every bit plays up to a flirt. "You think I'm hot don't you? Well, who can blame you?"
"BRAN!" I screeched and then I tackled him to the ground which probably didn't look very good for George but that's okay. Alicia played up to the whole thing too: "Of course Bran, you're a total hottie."
So as if I wasn't already in mush land! I shot Alicia a 'look' and I pushed Bran away from her.
As if my life wasn't a soap opera already? Alicia was so giggly she usually eats about nine hotdogs at lunch. Today she only ate one. She's not fooling me.
George just looked at me and motioned to the common room. I'm guessing he wants to snog. I'm saved!
Bonjour!
1:45 PM:
Lah-di-dah that was fun stuff.
I want some hot cocoa. George and I can 'share' some. However, I'm in a piggish mood so I'd probably drink it all before he had a chance.
2:34 PM:
Last class of the day, Potion's. How I love thee.
2:45 PM:
Mixin' some Potion's.
Oh no Snape has seen my plaid book, he's making his way over here. Ohmigosh!
3:00 PM:
Whew! It's over! I made it out alive and my plaid book is unharmed. That was just plain freaky. He sneered at me and he's all: "What a gorgeous potion, look everyone. Make yours just like this."
Then I beamed, winked heavily at George and continued stirring my Potion. I also replied "Thank you Sir."
HAHA! Kissing up rocks!
3:45 PM:
WINTER BREAK HAS BEGUN GOGO SNOW FIGHT! I'm leaving now with my cute little scarf to battle it out in-
The snow fight of a lifetime.
5:23 PM:
Need. Sleep. Tired. Yawn. It was George, Me, Bran, Alicia, Oliver, Fred, and Parvati.
Everyone was pounding Oliver due to his doltish qualities. Alicia was throwing hotdogs at him and screaming "You hotdiggitydog!." How freakishly odd is that?
Parvati was making 'Snow Angels' amidst the chaos. Fred was gushing over Parvati's "beautiful snow creature" as he put it. Bran was darting snowballs at Alicia, and Alicia was throwing them at Bran.
Forgive me while I hurl.
George and I were-you know-snogging under a gorgeous oak tree.
::beams:::
5:39 PM:
No schoolio tomorrow!
3ing Life.
6:09 PM:
I'm off for dinner I think we're having soup. Mmm soup.
6:16 PM:
@ The dinner table. They didn't give us soup they gave us bloody old frozen rolls, and cold lasagna with bleeding cold pumpkin juice.
George and I are going to sneak into the kitchens and cause some havoc.
By havoc I don't mean snogging. By havoc I mean finding some halfway decent food!
The journey begins.
Right now.
*** HAHA a cliffie!
***