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[April 23, 2009 @ 3:41pm] |
Well that was decidely unamusing.
[Private to Yazzy]
Don't worry I'm not about to kick you out or anything. But that was a pretty mean and lame 'joke' to pull. It probably would've gone down a whole lot better had everyone known what would be happening. Especially considering not all that long ago that some people lost friends and family because they died during the war.
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Definitely wouldn't want to be in Lavender or Yazzy's shoes right now. Figuratively anyway... my feet wouldn't actually fit their shoes to begin with... well without a charm or two. And definitely not repeating that night I got dared to dress as a woman... Actually I don't want to be in my shoes right now either.
[Private]
God... fucking stupid mistake. I've definitely got a problem. I mean who goes and makes up with their friend and then goes and repeats the same fucking mistake that was the problem that broke them apart to begin with? I'm a fucking idiot that's for sure. And how stupid is it to make a mistake but no bloody regret it? Doesn't make any kind of bloody sense at all.
Crap. Just remembered Verity wants to talk. crapcrapcrapcrap. Suppose I should try and talk to Lolly too.
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Where'd I put the Hangover Potion? And better make a note to burn any Howlers that get sent to my place when we get home.
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[April 22, 2009 @ 1:56pm] |
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I wonder exactly how much planning went into this thing, because did I really have to be seated next to Lolly? It's not like I mind sitting next to her, but considering the way that she's avoided me since New Year's and us barely speaking as it is kind of makes it incredibly awkward. At least Stebbins isn't too bad a roommate, it could've ended up a lot worse. And thank god I had a room on the first floor.
And I've discovered a slight disliking for group hugs and sing-a-longs... well, group hugs moreso.
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And wow... I didn't expect that to ever happen. I can't believe Melinda's... dead. Though if it were poison, it's kind of weird the rest of us didn't drop dead. Bit odd singling someone who hasn't done anything out if you ask me
I think I'm going to go have a drink now. Wonder if they do have any Dragon's Breath...
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[April 11, 2009 @ 8:25pm] |
Somebody's sent me chocolates. The message makes it kind of suspicious... 'eggs of love', what the heck does that mean?
They don't seem too bad. Zacharias Smith just needs to remove that tree stump from his arse. Then again he'd probably still be a prick without it. And if they are poisoned, at least I died having eaten what looks to be like good chocolate.
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[April 07, 2009 @ 4:11pm] |
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Living here is decidely very boring all on my own... Well, there is the one House Elf. But not exactly the sort of company I'm looking for. And Amelia says she's quite happy staying with our grandmother for now. Personally I think she just wants to ogle my mates and there's no way I'm letting that happen. I do trust you guys, but Amelia can be very sneaky/determined. As evident by the time she had me wake up to find I was sharing my bed with at least three of grandmother's cats, the little sneak.
Though I suppose if the other rooms were full up I probably wouldn't be able to walk around naked... But then that was only the one time, I think... So if anyone ever needs a place to stay (as long as you give notice. waking me up at some ungodly hour will not induce me to let you in.) there's at least five other bedrooms empty. At least I think it's five, could be more or less, as I haven't actually fully explored the place yet.
[Private to Cas]
Pretty sure I found a room plenty big enough if we ever need another rehearsal space. Asked gran, and she wouldn't mind, said it's mine now to do whatever with it. Though I'm fairly certain I don't need a ball room... I think I'm going to have to ask her again what possessed her to buy this place. Because it doesn't make any sense. I bet the real estate agent or whatever was practically drowning in their own drool at the thought of all the money...
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Cas, when's the next rehearsal?
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[April 04, 2009 @ 12:42pm] |
Ten Good Reasons For Never Drinking Dragon’s Breath Again
- Burning your shirt is never a good thing.*
- Singing Celestina Warbeck’s You Charmed the Heart Right Out of Me
falsetto and off key.
- Your face ends up with a floorboard imprint because you fell out of bed and couldn‘t be bothered getting back up there.
- Accidentally setting your mate’s hair on fire.**
- Kissing random girls. Apparently their boyfriends don’t like that sort of thing.
- Because people don’t like being asked if they want to see your wand/broomstick.
- Being dared to wear women’s clothing for the rest of the night isn’t always fun.
Thank Merlin I didn’t have to wear heels
New Years Eve parties are never going to be the same again and your friend starts avoiding you
- Having to be apparated home because you had too much.
- Um… because it’s really really bad?
*Apparently the drink is charmed or something to actually allow you to breathe fire with each drink.
**This also is never a good thing and takes a fair amount of grovelling to make up for.
Also, it’s still hard to believe The Odd Bastards only got signed up last month. It’s going to be a busy year that’s for sure.
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