Here's the story of a girl

And good riddance!

[Edited after this owl - Warded to Ambrose]

I received another owl to attend those political meetings with Goshawk. Thought you might be interested.

But if I tell you what goes on at this meeting I want a favour in return. Nothing big, just information for information.

[End Ward]

I really fucking hate second years who don't pay attention to where they're running. Seriously? Grow up.

Yes, I know. Points off. Take them. It isn't as if I care about the House Cup anyways.

I love school dances.

I get the fire in the common room all to myself.

Please no one come back early. I have a new book on genetics I'm planning to study.

[Private to Self]
SUGAR QUILLS!!!
[End Private]

Today was a good day.

[Private to Eimear Belby]
I know it was y
Thank you for th

Would you like to study with me tonight?
[End Private]

( Private to Self )

Entwhistle, have you looked over the assignments from potions class yesterday? It seems rather complex, so it would probably be best to get a head start on it prior to next weeks lesson.

Oh for the love of Mer--

All you stupid little girls. Listen up. What the fuck is wrong with all of you? You think you need a man - a boyfriend, a shag, a snog, what the fuck ever - to be happy or complete or satisfied? Are you SHITTING me? Why? Men are infinitely more ridiculous then most women will ever be. I say most because you all really take the cake here. How much attention do you all really need?

You need therapy. Major therapy. I will give you all my counselor at Hogwarts, take it in turns. Because right now I say Cook has the right idea wanting to bring Muggles in because there is no way they can be any more stupid than half the people in this school. Groping people in public places? Bragging about it? Warning people about bragging people? Laying claim because a non-boyfriend cheated? What the fuck ever.

Grow up. Concentrate on getting out of this fucking school, get a job, and make something of yourself. Because right now? The only thing any of you are making of yourselves is a fool.

Yes all of you. The ones slinging "slag" around and the ones jumping to everyone's defenses and all the little fifteen year olds whining about sex in the slambook and how much they want to have it. Sex doesn't make you a whole person. Sex doesn't solve all your problems. And if you think it does then you need serious help. You're an insult to the human race.

Hi.

Will you all just shut the bloody hell up already?

Please

[ooc: entry smeared with what looks like blood]

Oh my god.

I have seen people mentioning that it is 'irregular' or 'misguided' or 'dangerous' for the Minister to meddle in the affairs of Hogwarts. And all I agree with, true. But I don't think anyone has touched on how this is illegal. Against the law. Even in the infamous 1995-1996 school year, the most Minister Fudge was able to pass to appointing new professors to Hogwarts was in Educational Decree Number 22 which stated:

"In the event of the current Headmaster being unable to provide a candidate for a teaching post, the Ministry should select an appropriate person."

In no law or case in the history of Hogwarts have I found any reference or case where any Minister at any time has completely castrated the Board of Governors and ignored all laws or Decrees to appoint a supplementary Professor of his or her very own choosing. Except for when Voldemort took over in the Second War and had control of the Ministry and the School.

Congratulations, Minister Macmillan. The only example you have to back up your current action is of Voldemort.

I don't care if Mother Macmillan is a History of Magic genius. I don't care if she will turn every one of us into a Historian. I don't even care that she's your wife (she could be anyone, for all that I care) or that Headmistress Sprout apparently is on board with this. I don't care about any of these bullshite reasoning or excuses and I do not want to give her, or anyone else you may have appointed, a chance.

You broke the law, Minister Macmillan. With this action you are doing nothing short of declaring yourself a Dictator who is answerable to no one. With this action you put yourself above the laws and procedures that have been put into place to protect the integrity of this school and its students. With this action you have told us all - the students, the Professors, the parents, and your own people - that procedure and protocol mean nothing to you compared to your own plans and self interest.

Shame on you, Macmillan. You are no Minister of mine. I want you Impeached.

People are pigs.

It's a room in someone else's establishment. Trashing it? Is disgusting. Puking into your pillow? Is gross.

I've never been so glad to be at a Leaving Feast before. Because this time I don't have to go on the train and go back to App. Next year should hopefully be quieter.

Private to Self
I have a job! The Three Broomsticks is offering me room and board in exchange for my services cleaning, stocking and cooking. It's perfect. Finally something good.
End Private

[Private to Self]

I didn't pass. But since I can barely use a wand I didn't think I would.

Whatever. I have gotten by just fine not Apparating for seventeen years. I'll still do just fine now.

I still don't know what I'm going to do about the summer. Maybe I can stay in the Forest until everyone leaves and just sneak back into the castle? No one notices me during the school year so I can't imagine they would during the summer.

[End Private]

Would you all just shut up about the stupid snake? For fuck's sake. Leave it alone and it won't bite you. Some of us actually care about revising for our exams and don't want to hear people shrieking about a Merlindamned snake every time something touches their foot.

[Private to Self]

I turned 17 four days ago. I'm an adult. That means my time at the orphanage is over. My scholarship is through 7 years at Hogwarts, but my housing is only till I'm of legal age. Since I have all of my possessions here at Hogwarts I don't have any reason to go back. I got my owl today informing me that I'm on my own.

I don't know how to be on my own.

I can't afford a flat anywhere.

What am I supposed to do this summer? Sleep on the streets and panhandle? You can't panhandle when you can't speak.

I don't know what to do.

[/Private]

What's the point of Quidditch? A lot of people throw things at each other until someone manages to find a needle in haystack. Oh so entertaining. Whatever.

I think Macmillan's problem is that he's just mad that Slytherin got a jacuzzi after the flooding and Hufflepuff didn't. Way to go Saorise. You've blown our cover.

I'm not doing it. It's stupid to make me share some personal experience with anyone. It's not teaching me magic or theory. So I'm protesting. On the grounds of this assignment being pointless and borderline insensitive.

Private

Dear Moth Audrina,

It was is Mothering Sunday a few days ago, not that you know what day of the week it was anyways. So. Hope you have a good day. Thanks for being so stoned and detoxing so bad that you didn't even know you were pregnant till I fell out. Oh and hey, thanks for being in prison my whole life while I got raised by bitter spinsters. Also? It's swell not being able to talk. Good job drugs.. I'd send you sugarquills but they confiscated them last time. Bye.

Love
-Skye
End Private

It's not that big of a deal. It's green. Get over it.

Private to Self

It's not fair. How did he get a wand that can actually perform nonverbals when he's actually decent at wand magic and I get the wand that can barely cast a levitating charm. Tell me how that's fair? I need it more, don't I? I should be able to have a wand that actually works and not this bullshite twig that the wandmaker just shoved in my hand because it was on clearance. I hate it. I hate being poor and not able to afford a good wand that works. I hate that of course it's his stupid wand I got and now he's going to see it as some bullshite sign that we should be friends when I DON'T WANT TO BE FRIENDS. I mean, good Merlin, why would I want to be friends with a 7th year Gryffindor who knows I'm poor and sends me pity ink? Why?

I'm never leaving this dorm again. Unless its for class. Classes which don't involve wandwork so I don't have to use this stupid wand that doesn't work and I can just concentrate on bookwork and finish my NEWTS and become an Unspeakable and never have to see anyone ever again if I don't want to. And I don't. I really really don't.

But I really enjoyed feeling like a real witch for a few days.

End Private

That wand thing was a shitty experiment. Now it feels wrong and tainted. No one should ever be able to use another person's wand. Renee's right for once. It's like a violation. It just causes problems.

My adviser says I need to make a post that encourages interaction and doesn't just insult people

this is ridiculous

no one is even going to read this because they're too busy caring about who's snoggi

I don't understand the fascination with drinking and gillyweed. It's proven to impair your judgment and reduce intellect while under the influence. Why would anyone willingly want to be less intelligent and dumb have bad judgment? For once I'm not trying to be insulting yes I am, I just want to know what the appeal is.

And if you don't like to drink or engage in mind altering substances I'd like to know why you don't. Since I know my reasons and I doubt they are your reasons.

and why did Audrina ruin her life for it

( Hexed Private )

Now that the 14th is over I think we should all just move on from the hearts and chocolate and get back to normal. Or as normal as everyone can get.

Also, I have a migraine, so will everyone please keep their voices down when they come back to the dorm? I'll be trying to sleep.