Guess who's back from the dead?
Yeah.
So...
I was a messy show - acting five years too young from my age - when this broken computer of mine was fixed, about an hour ago. Well... that sums up the reason for my abstinence. Plus, I didn't have this precious document saved on Google Drive; nor did I have a spare computer system to put my Hard Drive in.
Now... this has been a rough month without my comp, [though I did get into a college under English Majors, in the meanwhile.] and I had to resort to movies and Tumblr to spend my days while this machine was gettin' fixed. And I did a mini-diploma in all Marvel movies (leaving off X-Men, and Guardians of the Galaxy), and I've made a full-blown Sebastian Stan Trash of myself. So - Tom Felton has competition, now. *sighs at her petty life*
thirteen
Hermione,
I'm DEVASTATED.
Despite all the insults I threw at her, Astoria managed to snag a kiss out of me, yesterday. And all she told mother about our date was how "earth-shattering, an experience" had that sordid "kiss" been!
Like - of course, she'd say THAT, right? Manipulative cow.
Mother's practically gushing at my supposed interest in this shit!
Father's returning from Paris, three days from now. I really hope her obsession would dampen, by then.
Weaslette has invited me for the Weasley luncheon, this Sunday.
Mother wants me to take Astoria. Obviously, she does!
I'm about to DIE, Merlin!
Draco.
Needless to say, I'ma posting and getting done with this piece, ASAP.
PARDON MY GUILTY ASS, FELLAS!
xAishwarya.