Dear Diary,
Oh my goodness! I finally found you! Yay! You're probably wondering what I'm talking about, aren't you? Well, for the entire Christmas Vacation, someone had stolen you. It was utterly devastating! But turns out, I found you hidden under my bed. Ha-ha. That's just quite funny...
Hmm, well, guess what I found? I found this piece of paper that Indonesia Carpenter wrote. She was telling others to pass it to Fiona Rice, but I stopped the note passing just in time, and I'm going to show you what she wrote:
"Fiona,
You asked me earlier for the names that the stupid boys (like Orville and Frederick) call me. Here they are:
'Indy 500' for all those Muggle-borns.
'Amnesia' for all those who are stupid enough to know what it means.
'Car Sick' for all those who hate cars.
'Do Re Mi' for all those music-lovers.
'Mummy Woman' for all those who think I'm so bloody skinny.
'I.C.' for all those who can't say my whole name.
Isn't that just dreadful, Fiona? You're lucky that no one call you names. Well, except for Donavan who calls you 'Feline.' But I think that he likes you! He doesn't call anyone else names. (Giggles) Well, I can see McGonagall coming cover to me, so write back!
Indonesia."
Hmm. That seems quite funny, don't you think? I think it's hilarious. If you haven't noticed, all the names people call her are LAME. So, so lame! How she can even stand it, I have no clue!
Well, yesterday, Ginny finally got the courage and asked Malfoy out. He said no. I told Ginny it was pointless asking him, but she did and got turned down. It's not funny.
Okay. Now it's 10:43 pm. And I best be getting some sleep.
Bye.
Herm.
Oh my goodness! I finally found you! Yay! You're probably wondering what I'm talking about, aren't you? Well, for the entire Christmas Vacation, someone had stolen you. It was utterly devastating! But turns out, I found you hidden under my bed. Ha-ha. That's just quite funny...
Hmm, well, guess what I found? I found this piece of paper that Indonesia Carpenter wrote. She was telling others to pass it to Fiona Rice, but I stopped the note passing just in time, and I'm going to show you what she wrote:
"Fiona,
You asked me earlier for the names that the stupid boys (like Orville and Frederick) call me. Here they are:
'Indy 500' for all those Muggle-borns.
'Amnesia' for all those who are stupid enough to know what it means.
'Car Sick' for all those who hate cars.
'Do Re Mi' for all those music-lovers.
'Mummy Woman' for all those who think I'm so bloody skinny.
'I.C.' for all those who can't say my whole name.
Isn't that just dreadful, Fiona? You're lucky that no one call you names. Well, except for Donavan who calls you 'Feline.' But I think that he likes you! He doesn't call anyone else names. (Giggles) Well, I can see McGonagall coming cover to me, so write back!
Indonesia."
Hmm. That seems quite funny, don't you think? I think it's hilarious. If you haven't noticed, all the names people call her are LAME. So, so lame! How she can even stand it, I have no clue!
Well, yesterday, Ginny finally got the courage and asked Malfoy out. He said no. I told Ginny it was pointless asking him, but she did and got turned down. It's not funny.
Okay. Now it's 10:43 pm. And I best be getting some sleep.
Bye.
Herm.