Crawling back and forth from the black and white

Is anyone else slightly contemplating staying here over the holiday break? Is that even still an option?

There is nothing like enjoying a nice quite common room next to the fire place.

I will crush Vane! How DARE spread rumours about me!

For the record. No. My grandmother was not a goblin, and quit asking me if I'm really engaged to well-to-do goblin. It's not true. And if you believe any of this, I've got some Lake District property I'd like to sell you.

Lets play a game. I'm going to put down a word and you tell me the first thing that comes to mind, and then I'll do likewise to your word and so on and so forth.


Glass!

Ready go!

Blast! We lost. we didn't just lose, we got destroyed I guess somebody's got to lose.

[Hexed privet to Orlando]

Dear Orlando,

Congratulations, on your teams victory. In accordance with our little wager, you win as well. When would you like to collect?

grudgenly Sincerely,

Yoanna.

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[Hexed privet to Colin]

Dear Colin,

I'm not entirely sure how to ask this, but, uh...what's going on with the ball? I know you probably haven't had a whole lot of time to figure things out, but when you do, I'd like it if you dropping a me a line. No rush though.

Thank you,and hope you're having a good week so far,

Yoanna.

[hexed privet]

I'm bored. Very bored. Which is very odd because I've been so busy. In-between class and homework I've been fixing up my dress for the dance. Which has also been occupying my thoughts. Now that Ginny's back is Colin still going with her? Or is he going with me? Do I need to find a date? Why am I great socially one moment and then completely awkward the next?

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So excited for Quidditch tomorrow. This is going to be so much fun. I hope you're ready to hold up your end of the bargain Orlando, because Ravenclaw is going to whomp on Slytherin. I don't think I've ever been this excited about a match. That's because I know we've got a great team this year.

I umm...cut off my hair last night. Well, I really didn't have much of a choice really. I was sitting in the common room studying, and I must have fell asleep because I don't remember knocking over the candle on the table, but anyway, my hair ended up on fire. I put it out fine, one or two swishes of my wand took care of that. But when I went into the bathroom to see what the damage was, it was really bad. So, I had to cut off all of the singed parts and now it's really short. I might have sobbed uncontrollably cried a little too, so sorry if I kept anyone awake last night.

I kind of like it though. I've never had my hair short before, it's always been really long. The breeze feels nice on my neck.

So I received an owl from my dad today, asking why I have not included myself in more "extra curricular" activities. I've told him before that I'd rather just work on my studies, but he wants me to join a club or something.

He was a Quidditch player back when he was at school, and he was also the President during his last year for the "Future Curse Breakers Club" or something like that. I don't know a whole lot about his schooling, other than he was a Beater and the President of whatever club that was.

So, I've been thinking about what I'd like to do. I thought about Charm club, but that might be a little too demanding, and I don't own and Gobbstones so, that leaves out that. I hear though that the Weekly Diviner might be looking for people. I think maybe I'll go to the meeting tonight. Just to check it out.

I do not know. Sometimes I feel like I have to please dad. If I don't then I know he'll pull the "You're the only one I've got left since your mother ran out on us" card. And it's hard to say no to a big German who's raised you.

So, it’s about three weeks until Formal. Aunt Libby sent me my outfit this morning by owl. It’s really pretty. But I don’t think I’m going. I’d rather not go alone, and I’m too shy to actually ask anyone myself, with the whole “fear of rejection” and all. Perhaps I’d get over it if I’d just stop over-analyzing everything, and stop trying to be rational. But I just can’t help it.

Oh well. Maybe I’ll just turn my thoughts to something else. Halloween is coming up. That’s always fun.

Also, I know I don’t normally feel bad when this happens, but for some reason I felt a twinge of guilt after yelling at a first year and threatening to do a permanent Sticking Charm to her on the wall if she didn’t leave me alone.

I've spent most of they day trying to cover my ears, and not make it look like my ears are caught on fire, thanks to that darn pepperup potion. If it wasn't for the fact that the last few days I've felt like crap, I wouldn't have taken it, but I don't like feeling sick, so what are you going to do?