Ohshite. I'm so embarrassed.

Merlin, what a way to start out the school year! Some obnoxious little firstie had the gall to start making jabs at me - and right behind me, no less. So I showed him what for. What else could I do? The little twerp had it coming, the way he was talking, and he needed to know what to expect for the next seven years, right? The way I see it, I was teaching him a valuable lesson - and introducing him to Madam Pomfrey. I had no regrets. None at all. The little shite deserved what he got.

So then later on I called it a night and headed for the dorm, and who do I see scrambling for the boys' dorm but that ignorant little arsewipe and his friends, who promptly started jeering at me again. Luckily, I was able to scare them away, but I don't think they ever shut up even when they went running. What the hell? What the bloody hell? I can't believe that arsefaced little prat ended up a Slytherin!

I still don't regret any of it, and I'm pretty sure it won't be the last time.

I'm just afraid that I've broken some unwritten code saying that you shouldn't wail on a member of your own House.

Date:	2008-07-14 22:52
Subject:	FIESTA
Security:	Public
Mood:	ecstatic

I WON I WON I WONNNNNN

AHAHAHA, I KNEW IT, I KNEW I WOULD WIN~


...sorry, had to get that out of my system. Wanted to put off announcing it until I calmed down, but I quickly realised that wasn't happening anytime soon. I mean, it's the bloody Quidditch World Cup, and I'm not even a great writer, but I won the damn contest anyway, and and and my gosh you all saw my rant from before, you know I was set on this! See, my command on the English language is slipping because I'm so bloody excited that I don't really give a fuck about what my writing looks like as long as you know what I mean, y'know?

But yeah. Now I need to figure out who I'm using the other ticket on.

Date:	2008-07-11 06:59
Subject:	triste y azul (?)
Security:	Public
Mood:	confused

I'm going to that damned Quidditch Cup one way or another.

...I really wish they'd hurry up and figure out who won that contest.

Y'know, lately I've been wondering; I mean, pretty much all the Slytherin girls are going, and most of the guys too, but then I stop and think... am I the only one that actually wants to go? Not to watch fit boys riding around or because Daddy's dragging me or any of that, but actually for the game? Is it not 'posh' enough to like or something? Try telling that to Draco, am I right? I relish the inevitable violence, yes, but I love seeing what strategies they come up with. I marvel at how they blend establisled team strategy with thinking on their feet as the opposing team springs a surprise manoeuver on them. I adore how they do whatever it fucking takes to win. Am I a barbarian for liking the sport?

On second thought, don't answer that.

And that's not even covering the fact that I'll probably make bets on it. 

On a slightly related note, maybe I'll see how pro teams recruit, what the qualifications are and that. D'you think they'd still consider someone who hadn't been on a school team? Because it's not my fault that our House, great and noble as it is, won't bloody let anyone with tits on the squad. I take that back, they've recruited some fat boys that have tits to rival mine. And that says a lot.

Date:	2008-06-22 23:27
Subject:	arriba arriba, andele andele
Security:	Public
Mood:	bored

This is ridiculously out of character for me, probably, but I feel like partying. I'm not sure how many people would come to a party of mine, though. Too bad, really, because I've got this insatiable urge to play a few rousing rounds of I've Never. Y'know, show off my alcohol tolerance and dazzle/shock people with all the things I've done or not actually done but decided to drink on anyway to show off.

In other news, I'm going to be an aunt very soon. Thelma's due sometime this month, and nobody found it necessary to owl me about this while I was in school. In fact, they didn't tell me at all - I learned straight from Thelma herself and... bloody hell, what's her husband's name? Oh, yeah, Grigor. But anyway, yes, thanks so much for thinking of me, Father and Madeleine Mother.

Date:	2008-05-10 12:00
Subject:	feliz cumpleaños
Security:	Public
Mood:	content

So, uh, happy birthday to me? It was Wednesday, if anyone remembered. But it's okay if you didn't, because any festivities and gifts and suchlike would've been today anyhow. Y'know, weekend and all. Well, you know, if there were any festivities and gifts and such to have. Sweet sixteen or something. Hoorah, another year older and not a mite prettier.

Date:	2008-04-24 16:54
Subject:	ay caramba
Security:	Public
Mood:	bitchy

You know, I should almost be proud that I knew what was coming. Key word, of course, is almost. Bloody hell, I'd only been joking! I didn't expect it to actually happen! But anyway, I wager the news has gotten around the whole school by now about how I actually got stuck in a chimney. (And I suppose if it hasn't, it will now.) To be fair, my tits got stuck in the chimney. I'm ready to send people flying into adjacent walls now, so go ahead, say something, I dare you.

<private to Pansy>
Pansy, you are putting me on a crash diet, stat. Don't mind if I whinge and moan, or threaten you, or what have you, just do it. ASAP. It's for my own good.
</private to Pansy>

Date:	2008-04-17 23:09
Subject:	que pasa?
Security:	Public
Mood:	pissed off

Good. Great. Perfect. I'll be wasting my day with a virtual stranger cleaning other strangers' chimneys.

...bloody hell, would I even fit down a chimney?


I can't take this. I'm gonna go find a firstie to throw against the wall. Calm my nerves or something.

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