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[Feb. 8th, 2009|11:08 pm] |
Are we finished with all of this drama? Or do I need to make a chart of who's still friends and who will never, ever speak to each other again under no circumstances? But I'd like to get back to our usual maturity levels if that's alright with everyone. This acting-like-a-thirteen-year-old routine is tiring to watch after too long.
I hope Valentine's Day doesn't bring any more insanity. |
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[Jan. 28th, 2009|06:02 pm] |
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It's not even February yet, and I'm already tired of Valentine's Day. This really needs to stop. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|10:16 pm] |
My brother is convinced yet again that he's madly in love and that marriage is in the near future. For those who don't know Danny, this is something he declares a few times a year. One would think that he would learn from his past but that never seems to be the case. It's rather remarkable, really, how good he is at ignoring it. In any event, my sister and I have made bets as to how long it will last.
In other more important news, I am in need of something new to read. I was going to just get a note from one of the professors so I could get something from the restricted section, but I thought I'd ask for recommendations first. So. Any suggestions?
And I suppose I'm open to suggestions for other ways to entertain myself or things to do. |
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[Dec. 26th, 2008|07:40 am] |
I'm fairly certain I'm hungover. Clearly this is not the best way to spend the day after Christmas, feeling like shite.
And Cal, I blame you entirely for allowing me to keep drinking that spiked punch.
I hope I didn't embarrass myself too much last night?
Anyway. I hope everyone had a nice Christmas. I sent out my gifts yesterday so I hope you all found them alright. I wasn't kidding when I said you'd be getting a book if you didn't tell me what you want.
On that note, I think I'm going to go back to sleep and hope that my head stops killing me when I wake up. |
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[Dec. 23rd, 2008|09:26 pm] |
I present you an excerpt from the Most Obscure Book In The World. So obscure in fact that it doesn't even have a proper title- not one that we common folk would be able to understand at any rate. Nonetheless, it is a very important work, even if we unfortunately can no longer decipher it. To protect its obscurity though, I can only show you one sentence. But fear not, Sophie, you will be able to view it in its entirety come Christmas though you must be careful with it as it is the only copy in the world.
( the most obscure book, complete with a made up language and alphabet )
Enjoy. Feel free to bask in its glory. |
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[Dec. 16th, 2008|06:14 pm] |
What does everyone want for Christmas? I'm planning on getting presents this weekend, but I'm horrible at picking out gifts for people. And if you don't tell me, you're going to get a book on some obscure topic or other; I know from experience that that doesn't always go over too well so give me proper suggestions.
Speaking of Christmas. The carols really need to stop. Especially late at night in the Ravenclaw common room. Yes, yes, Christmas spirit and all that but why must you sing about it? Especially loudly and off key? Write a sonnet instead or anything else quieter. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|01:32 pm] |
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I don't understand this fascination with the ball. I can't imagine it being all that enjoyable, and I doubt it'll be too different from all those ridiculous pureblood functions. I think I'll pass, thanks. I have better things to do, and I'd rather not have my space invaded by people who are really too drunk to be there while listening to bad music. |
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[Nov. 19th, 2008|06:19 pm] |
Apparently I've forgotten my own birthday. In my defense, I had plenty of other more important things on my mind. Like work. And reading the book my sister gave me.
And pondering the meaning of life, of course. Normal things.
Besides, 18 isn't that special, and nothing's changing so there doesn't seem like much of a point in remember one's birthday |
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[Sep. 8th, 2008|08:04 pm] |
I've never liked Halloween. There's something sinister about it, and I don't mean ghosts and demons and mythology. Something doesn't seem right about allowing our children to demand candy from complete strangers and encouraging them to seek revenge if their demands aren't met. Even if it only lasts one night, it's a set up for bad behavior in the future. Jean Baudrillard believed that said revenge was against the adult world in general, which is an interesting theory. And it makes sense. This is the one time that the children have the power, and I suppose giving them this outlet is clever of the adults. I don't know, the whole thing hasn't quite won be over yet.
But this halloween was made more interesting by the revealing of the Champions. Congratulations, Cal. Not that I wasn't convinced that you'd get it, but regardless, you'll be brilliant. Congratulations to the other champions too, though I'm not sure I've met either of you yet. |
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[Aug. 4th, 2008|11:18 pm] |
Private, readable by Hogwarts students
I never like the beginning of the year. The presence of the first years and the absence of the former seventh always unnerves me; I am a creature of habit, and change never sits well with me, and the sudden onslaught of new students all expecting your guidance and acceptance but with little regard to rank and ritual and earning one's place is stressful and exhausting. Now once I've mostly come to terms with it, we discover that we'll be hosting the Beauxbatons students. I'm glad they're here and everything, but I can't say I'm pleased that they're staying with us. It's overwhelming, that's what it is, having all of these new faces, especially when they all cluster together in the common room speaking French and gaping openly and drawing attention to themselves. Or when they're attacked by a swarm of curious Ravenclaws with little shame and too many questions and all excitement and energy and distraction. I can't focus, and that makes me tense and nervous and on edge. I'm assuming this will pass, but in the mean time I'm seeking shelter in the library away from all of that commotion. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|11:04 pm] |
"If you say 'I love you' then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity."
I'm in a quotes mood, and I quite like that one.
How was the party on Friday night? I don't think I've talked to any of you about it. I'm sure it was filled with the usual drunkenness, debauchery, and drunken debauchery, yes?
Anyway. I for one am exhausted. I've been working ahead in History, and the charms essay completely slipped my mind until late yesterday evening. And then I lost about an hour trying to find my blue quill. I don't think I started it until close to midnight. A few hours isn't nearly enough time, and I hate doing anything last minute. It wasn't nearly as good as it needed to be, and I only had a chance to proofread it three times but I fear that I was too tired for that to really be effective. Hopefully I'll find some way to make up for it though. |
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[Jul. 12th, 2008|12:26 pm] |
I was in the common room, and I overheard a girl telling a boy she was trying to impress about how creative she is. And that got me thinking. Doesn't defining yourself as creative really prove the opposite? Stating that you're creative only proves that you understand how most of the world defines creativity and you're acknowledging that you conform to that definition, thereby making you the antithesis of creative. It's like labeling yourself as pessimistic; a true pessimist would call him- or herself realistic or pragmatic because using the term 'pessimistic' would imply that he understands that his worldview is unnecessarily and unjustly negative.
It's just always struck me as funny when people believe they're self aware when they're really the opposite.
In other news, are their any summer stories that I've missed? And since I suppose I'm going to be conned into joining anyway, Cal and Brax, inform me of any upcoming plans that I'm expected to participate in. |
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