03:19 pm - Warded Private.
Deirdre?
Seriously?
What?
Sorry to anyone who I left temporarily deaf while reading over the cast list. The screaming, it just sort of happened. Apologies to your ears again.
And congratulations to everyone!!
Ugh. And as soon as this is over, I seriously need to cram for exams.
( Hexed Private )
I have discovered the joy and wonders of karaoke night at this pub in downtown Derby. I'm also glad that I have kickarse cousins who will drag me out of the house and away from a vacation wasted rereading chick-lit, spent in fuzzy slippers and brightly coloured pjs. This is absolutely what I needed right now. There's another karaoke night on Saturday, if anyone wants to show up. I would recommend it highly, because it is brilliant. Tonight is open mic night, though, and this bloke who Beth likes is the lead singer of one band that's playing, so I think we're going to go catch that. She's trying to set me up with the keytar player but I am so bloody done with musicians.
Tomorrow I guess there's some sort of slam poetry night, which isn't really my thing, but... I dunno. I might go to that too, because it's a good place to go to get out of the house and away from annoying 10 year olds who will NOT STOP ASKING when Donnie is going to come visit. Leanne is in love with every boy who will talk to her, I swear to god. I fear for the future.
It would be really great if people I don't even know would stop bloody discussing my life. It would be really appreciated.
I think I'm going to reread the Virteck Alley series, now that it's over. It'll be interesting to see all the things I missed first go-around.
So, question. In theory, let's say that you have a boyfriend who is having a really hard time at the moment, and you want to be there for them and do something to help them, but they like... keep pushing you away, kind of, refusing to talk about it. And it's not like you're COMPLETELY sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, because you're close enough to where if something is wrong with THEM, it kind of affects you too, but they keep changing the subject or holding things in or refuse to talk about what's bothering them, even though it's obvious that the problem is still there and still wearing on them and such.
And... yes. Any advice would be wonderful and thank you.
How come Donnie and I were not voted cutes
Whatever. The slambook is dum... oh hey, I'm up there in friendliest, how did that happ
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Oh my god. I finally read #32 To Be Continued of the Virteck Alley Mysteries.
( Hexed Against people who haven't read it yet and who actually would CARE if they were spoiled. )
I can't believe there's only one more book left in the series. I don't want it to be March 3rd.
Let it be known that when I find out who is responsible for putting that crap in the pumpkin juice, and I will find out, I am going to do... something. I'm not sure of what yet. But it will hurt, and will probably get me expelled, but I don't even care right now because you so freaking deserve it after that. Should sue that bloody company while I'm at it. That stuff is not right. What are they even doing, making a potion like that? How can that stuff possibly be used for good? It's probably loaded with dark magic or SOMETHING and GOD. I freaking hate that stupid holiday and all its stupid clashing pinkness and the damn snogging potion. And then I turn around from getting attacked by bloody Baxter, and Donnie and Barry Ryan are frFucking little pervert tried to put his tongue in my m I need more toothpaste.
Bloody hell. I don't get it. I seriously don't get it. I don't know what to do beyond dyeing my hair or changing my last name or something. I keep thinking about this and I'm sure he's a very sweet kid, but he's so creepy, you guys. And shor
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I can't believe they killed off Archibald J. Moncrieffe on The Young Healers. Biggest mistake the writers could've ever made. They're going to lose a lot of their fanbase.
Maybe he'll have a twin brother suddenly appear who's voiced by the same guy.
Okay, so first of all, Basil, you are amazing, and if anyone needs their future told or cards read or any of that Divinationy sort of stuff, he is your Go-To guy. I'm not sure if that reading actually had anything to do with the fact that I got it but how freaking COOL is it that I did? And Mattie's one of the leads and Tonks actually gets to play a girl and DONNIE GOT A PART (and an UNDERSTUDY, good job, kid!) and this play is going to be fantastic.
Hate February, though. The decorations should be going up soon...
GOD. Will you guys STOP IT?! Bitching at each other isn't going to change the results of a stupid Quidditch match, they're not going to kick people out of their houses or let them switch or anything like that. Ganging up to make each other miserable ISN'T GOING TO HELP THINGS.So glad I'm in Hufflepuff, Slytherins are fucking ridicu
DONNIE.
Donnie Donnie Donnie Donnie Donnie Donnie Donnie Donnie!
I think you should try out for the play. It would be awesome.
I'm excited about the show, but the Shakespearian language keeps tripping me up a bit while practicing. I'm not sure how it's going to end up, dialogue-wise, in the rewrite either, so I'm hoping that I'm not stressing over it for auditions when it's not going to be like that in the actual show. I feel like I should have an advantage anyway, actually being in the class, but it's really not one, and that sucks. I wish he let us know what the whole year's worth of shows will be at the beginning of the year; I feel lame being excited for the musical already when 1. we haven't even auditioned for the winter play yet and 2. we don't know what the musical is going to be yet.
I can't believe there are only two Virteck Alley mysteries left. I haven't really read them since fourth year, but I caught up on what I'd missed over winter hols, and it feels strange that they're going to be done "officially" soon. Like, it's one thing if I'm not doing something, but I know that it's still there and that I could go back to it if I chose to, and it's entirely another thing to have it be done and gone and over with forever, you know? I'm refusing to let myself start #32 until after auditions though, because it'll suck me in and I KNOW since it's the second-to-last one it'll be To Be Continued or something and'll be completely distracted.
Number 27 kind of turned me into a Douglas/Constance pairer, though, and I hate myself for that. I got through #19 and was FINE and still thought the Doustanceites were off their gourd, but that little tiny blurb about swingsets in January and the air smelling like cold and the bonding over Yancey's memory sucked me in. I HATE when they humanize the villain, dammit.
Oh well. Cliff and Morgan will still always be my favourites.
And now it is time to officially announce that it is Donnie Tremlett's birthday today! So everyone should make sure to wish him happy birthday if you see him, and Donnie, if there's anything you require to help make today more rad, let me know and it will be done!
Also, I hope you like the New Coke I had sent in for you. I know you've been wanting to try it. New Coke party, you guys! It's a Saturday.
The mullets are coming! The mullets are coming!
Also, Aggie Timms and Garrett Gudgeon are still caught up by the mistletoe on the fourth floor. Garrett's trying to saw himself out with a butterknife.
Uh.
Someone wanna let me know what this is and why it's toddling around the commonroom trying to whack Joey with a Beater's bat?
Oh my god. We open in three hours and twenty-nine minutes. Not going to puke not going to puke not going to puke not going to puke.
I think I've forgotten how to act.
Okay, so uh, is Sprouty completely unaware of the fact that we all have other classes and lives beyond taking care of this stupid doll? Yes, okay. I win. I understand the point. You do the deed, you'll get impregnated and will wind up with a crying hungry child thing that doesn't go away when it would be convenient to be childless. I've learned the lesson and now I've taught it to everyone else in the school so do we REALLY need to do this for another week? None of us have DONE said deed IN ORDER TO MAKE SAID BABY FOR SAID PROJECT! And thank GOD that is not part of the assignm I haven't slept well since last Monday and Hell Beast Demon Spawn won't stop crying even after I feed her and change her and burp her and WHAT ELSE ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THEM? THEY ARE DOLLS. I'm trying. I really really am trying. But as soon as HBDS stops, Mafalda's starts wailing. As soon as hers does, HBDS starts back up again. I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE. I don't know what to do. She lays there and she cries and I rock her and she stops but the second that I stop she starts and it's a vicious cycle and I can't do this for another week, I can't, and we have rehearsal and we're getting SO CLOSE to opening night and the balcony fell off the set because of those damn second years who never stop making out hiding on it before it was supported like it should be and Archie keeps forgetting his lines and there are only so many places we can tape them around the set to before it gets obvious and the whole practice we have to keep stopping because oh, someone has to burp their sprog, or oh, little Johnny needs to have his nappy changed! THIS IS A SCHOOL, SPROUT, not a maternity ward for the INSANE. I need to blow something up. Shoe, do you have any Peeps?
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Confession: I don't really like Quidditch. I think it gets people too competitive and angry, and I liked things a lot better when we were all worrying about the Peep goo instead of sports, because it wasn't malicious originally. I don't know what other people's takes on it was
Okay, everyone else's turn now.
Okay, there is exploded Peep all over the common room and I swear that this time it is not my fault.
Pink and yellow do not go together.
So my dad ends up going on a bunch of business trips with Terror Tours when they're looking for new locals to run trips through, right? And apparently the new big thing is staying in places where (what he calls) "bad things" happened during wars, houses and stuff where escaped criminals would hide out and do their evil bidding and freaky shite like that. WHY people want to go on overnights to rundown shacks where people were kidnapped and killed and murderers used as their stomping grounds is beyond me, but hey. Apparently that's why it's called Terror Tours, right?
Anyway, I find them fascinating. I wouldn't want to stay OVERNIGHT in them, because that's insane, but in daylight? It's amazing to actually see what these people had to live in, either by their own or against their will, and how completely terrible it would've been. Ha, and Dad keeps sending me the pictures as like... an attempt to convince me that I shouldn't be an Auror, because maybe he thinks they're going to scare me away from doing it or something because I'd have to actually deal with places like that. It's kind of having the opposite effect. If anything it's making me not want to be a travel agent, because I want to get people OUT of those places, not glorify the experience into a slumberparty.
And trying to clean these things up would make me want to hit myself against the deteriorating wall, and that might just send the whole building crumbling.
( And here are some of the pictures Dad sent )
Apparently their reasoning behind opening places like this with Terror Tours is this cooperative thing they're trying to start as a way to keep teenagers from sneaking in there with their boyfriends and girlfriends to do... things, because there've been multiple cases of kids like that getting themselves trapped in there. I think I'd prefer sneaking into old muggle mental institutions over that, myself. Or, you know. Dinner and a movie is okay too.
alcoholic, blooter, boozehound, boozer, carouser, dipsomaniac, drinker, drunkard, guzzler, inebriate, lush, soak, sot, souse, sponge, wino. There are more that I cannot think of off the top of my head. Play practice starts tomorrow. My parents must be so proud, knowing that I am capable of playing a drunk. And I get to break the fourth wall and talk to the Narrator for two lines in a fit of drunken confusion, which should be fun! Am not so happy about the fact that I am in two scenes with Elf Boy
People in this school are kind of terrifying sometimes. I'm not sure exa-~
Um. A toaster just flew by the window. Given that about half of the school here probably have never seen a toaster in their life, let alone one FLY, I um... kind of want to investigate.
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