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Muggle-born Appreciation Day. I don't know whether I should 'celebrate' or not. I'm sure someone (somewhere) is feeling offended right now. |
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[May. 28th, 2008|12:48 am] |
I've been lately feeling nostalgic about a lot of things. I'm not referring to the time I spent with Cedric long ago; I'm completely over that Does anyone else ever miss parasitically living at home with their mum and dad? I do -- especially right now.
I guess the point I'm getting at is that my flat is a little lonely. Since I don't have time to take care of anything that requires a generous amount of responsibility, I'm going to get a fish. A fish tank would look fantastic with my decor. |
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| I'm ready to collapse. |
[May. 25th, 2008|03:04 am] |
How am I feeling? Nobody asked, but Not well. I need to sleep. My training schedule is gradually becoming more and more insufferable.
The cold, wintry weather we're being treated with is very comforting, in any case. I haven't thoroughly cleaned the wooden flooring in my flat in about a month -- at least not in the way that would be considered acceptable by my father. It's getting really filthy. There are a lot of unwashed dishes in the sink, but I'm far too exhausted to even look at them. Not to worry: since it's snowing outside, I'll have the entire afternoon free to slave around. It's about time I continue to hone my domesticity. |
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[May. 11th, 2008|01:52 pm] |
Happy Mothering Sunday!
It'd be lovely to be a mum, wouldn't it? you know, on the chance that I could somehow skitter around the whole pregnancy thing |
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| I'll be twenty-five soon. Why am I not married yet? |
[May. 1st, 2008|12:41 am] |
Personally, I don't believe that word should be censored in texts. Whether we like it or not, it is part of what some of us went through. I think it's better to learn about it and acknowledge it, but also be firm about why it's wrong. Children are not stupid, and we shouldn't treat them like they are. Doesn't that make a little more sense? I think it does. ----And fuck, I feel ancient now
I foolishly decided to stick around the pitch after practise. While the view of the countryside is very lovely, my teeth are still chattering from the chilly midnight air. The upside is that no bludgers collided with my breasts today. Fantastic!
I still need to apologise to Michael Or do I? |
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| I should be focusing on my Wronski Feints. |
[Apr. 18th, 2008|12:30 am] |
Note to self: Michael Corner (former Ravenclaw and rebound boyfriend) can often be a huge dickhead.
Let's not forget this, Cho! Let's remember it. |
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| I'd rather not lose sensitivity. |
[Apr. 16th, 2008|02:57 pm] |
Getting hit in the tit with a bludger is as painful as it sounds. If you happen to have tits, I'm sure you can commiserate. My new teammates are really fucking immature at times, but I suppose I'll learn to love and appreciate them regardless of their antics. That's what you're supposed to do, yeah? |
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| I love my flat. |
[Apr. 8th, 2008|11:11 pm] |
I thought I had already learnt my limitations as far as alcohol consumption is concerned I think I frightened Sam I think I left tear stains on her jumper I could offer to clean it, but fuck -- I want to pretend I don't remember what transpired On second thought: this really isn't the place to reminisce my embarrassing, drunken mistakes I need a bloke, preferably one who won't
I should be in bed. Practise is scheduled at cockcrow. It's safe to say that I'm not yet comfortable in my new flat -- I guess I could try and do a little more interior decorating. Add a few more personal touches. You know.
And yes -- the Ministry is off its trolley. I thought we were already aware of this! |
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| I love to cook! |
[Apr. 6th, 2008|07:21 pm] |
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Daddy will be here soon and I'm not dressed. Like Justin, I can't find my trousers -- or at least not my nicest pair of trousers. I would like to greet him with a delicious, home-cooked dinner on the table and a self-assured smile on my face, so I'll need to run and get takeaway pretty soon! Something classy. I sprinkled some seasoning in a pot of boiling water to create the illusion that I actually can cook. I thought that was really clever of me. It was clever, wasn't it? But yes, I'm still learning! Haven't quite perfected my skills in the kitchen, but I promise they'll get better as soon as I can find someone to test them on. Volunteers?
Anyway. With my luck, he'll be here earlier than we discussed. And with my luck, he won't be in a very good mood. I hope no one gets miffed at me for whinging about my luck, considering---- Of course, I have to talk to him about Tutshill. He also wants to see my new flat and make sure there are no men hidden beneath my floorboards. We will see how this goes. |
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