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McSainty · 08-25-2008, 07:47 AM

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Hello strangers

for those of you who don't know me, my name is Mary. This lovely little piece of insanity would be the journal of my school charrie Edeline.

Though she would much prefer you all refrain from calling her by her first name. Feel free to call her Ed, Eddie and even Eddie Who. But let's all remember she not a Who from Dr. Seuss's mind

. She belongs to the madness I call my imagination. Everything you're going to read comes straight from Eddie's strange little brain.

.:._______________.:.

Entry Glossary
AHHHHH !!!
You Have To Be Kidding?

.:.______________.:.

Hello? I always wondered how one should introduce themselves when writing in a journal of sorts. I should probably start by saying my name and then add in other similar junk. But no I’m not one for boring normalcy. This journal thing is not and never will be called a dairy. Why? Because dairies sound too girly and are often for the overly sensitive types. As I write in this nameless object, I can’t help but wonder why my mothers’ therapist thought would be GOOD for me anyways. That woman defiantly lost all her marbles a long long time ago.

I have a strange urge to sing about choppin’ broccoli. Hmm, that’s a little weird. Let’s not ponder why. Though it could be from all the SNL reruns I watched before leaving for school. Hmm? There are so many unanswerable questions in my mind. Listen you silly white piece of paper, I’m not that weird or insane as one might think when first meeting me. I would love to say I’m normal but I can’t. Because then that would be a lie and lying is not cool. My head hurts suddenly and I’m not really sure why.

I LOVE fairy tales even though my life is more of a backwards sorta fairytale. My favorite princess has to be Cinderella even though she wasn’t a hundred percent grade A princess. I’ve always over looked that small itty bitty part. You know, the world would be a very very scary place if everyone had personalities like princess and their self loving princes. I can’t be the only one who finds it really weird that a lot of fairytale princes seem to love themselves way too much to be completely sane. ~~I can only wonder how hard it would to walk in glass slippers.~~ I’m going to pretend I didn’t think that. That was just a weird and random thought. I seem to have lots and lots of random and really weird thoughts.

School. I hate that word it’s too schoolish. If that makes even the tiniest bit of sense at all. School has been very very very strange. And I’m not really okay with that at all. School would be better if I didn’t have to attend a monstrosity known as Belle’s. ~~Narcissist.~~ Well at least this year is over and I won’t have to spend anymore time in that nightmare of place. Thanks to Belle’s, I can no longer look at flowers the same way. All I can see are their evil flowery petals of doom. I can’t wait until I’m home in a warm fuzzy place that has never been decorated by an old lady’s gardening club. Eww. Not even the most terrifying nightmares can compete with the Ravenclaw common room.

~~Lukewarm chocolate pudding. Eww gross.~~ Errr. I have no clue why these thoughts exist. And why most they be my thoughts? At least no one can read minds or they would think I’m coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs. For any strange reason a magic folk is reading this; that’s muggle cereal and it’s not my favorite. Grr. I really think way too much and they’re never helpful thoughts either. I mean seriously why can’t I have one normal thought, that actually makes sense for once. Wow. This entire entry was pointless. I sure know how to waste space with useless information. Oh well. Farwell for now nameless object thing until the next thought!!

OOO Queen Eddie Van Whoits.

P.S. O’s mean hugs. Cause they’re like two arms linking in hug. Get it? And X’s mean kisses and I’m not sure why.

P.S.S. Maybe I should date this? But that means I know the day. Which surprisingly I don’t and that’s really really sad.

Strange Things Mentioned
Choppin' Broccoli - A Dana Carvey skit from SNL
SNL - Equals Saturday Night Live
Lukewarm Chocolate Pudding - A line from Dana Carvey's stand-up special called Squatting Monkeys Tell No Lies.
Coo-Coo and Cocoa Puffs - Equal a cereal
All things above don't belong to me!!

McSainty · 08-26-2008, 02:58 AM

Some unimportant day

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hmm maybe that wasn’t the best thing to write as an opening sentence? Does that even could as a sentence or not? Owie, my head hurts suddenly from asking two questions in a row. I really should refrain from asking question that makes me think too much. Well Mr. Paper, I’ve decided to introduce myself to you and your many pages. Why? Because I’m bored and I feel like writing down my name so I feel somewhat important.

My awesome possum name is Edeline Gabrielle Redford. Edeline means noble which means I’m awesome and noble even though I’m not a Gryffindor. I must say I like my name since the runner up choice was Saffron and who would really want to name a innocent child after a spice? I don’t know someone insane. Maybe? Okay let’s get back to the topic at hand which happens to be me. My names Edeline, as I said before but you can call me Ed. I like the name Ed and Eddie too.

Parents. Parents are supposes to guide and help us on our journey called life. But my parents hate each other with such passion it’s at the same level as love. That type of hate takes a lot of commitment kinda like marriage. But instead equals in divorce and really really messy custody battles. My parents are very important even though my dad is sorta whiney and my mom happens to be the world’s biggest hater. Staying sane is pretty difficult when you have maniacs for parents. I spent two long and hellish years in the middle of huge custody battle and in the end I was more confused then I had been when the whole stupid and messy thing started. Thanks to the custody agreement, I have to spend one month during the summer with both my parents and I have to spilt the holidays and that’s the worst.

I sorta wish the term wasn’t over because I don’t wanna go home at all. Why, because when I go home I only get a day with my dad before I’m sent to New York City to live with my mom for a month. The last letter I got from my mom before the school officials suspend the mail said this:

Quote:

Edeline,

I have very important and special news to tell you when you come home for the summer. Please, tell your father not to do anything stupid like getting into another car wreck. I would love to see you looking healthy and happy rather then covered in bandages and scraps. Hope the rest of the term goes well and please don’t do anything stupid and unnecessary.

Mom.

Yup. That’s all she wrote and it wasn’t very nice to say the least. My mother is slightly insane and it worries me sometimes. What’s so important and special that she wants to tell me when I’m there? I’m not a hundred percent sure and I’m really scared. It could be something terrible or horrible or terrifyingly terrible. I don’t like surprise very much. Well I must disappear now since there’s this feast thing going on in Hogmeade Square and I assume I should go and stuff. Until next time Mr. Paper.

OOO Eddie Who

Dracos_Lady · 08-27-2008, 05:42 PM

Ahhhh, I really like this

The title totally caught my attention *nods*

Keep it up <3333

Amy x

slipstick · 09-01-2008, 03:14 AM

*Shudders*

This girl belongs in St. Gonzo's hospital for mentally disturbed wizards.

McSainty · 09-03-2008, 03:54 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Dracos_Lady

Ahhhh, I really like this

The title totally caught my attention *nods*

Keep it up <3333

Amy x

Why thank you Amy. And I'm really happy you liked reading it and the title.

Quote:

Originally Posted by slipstick

*Shudders*

This girl belongs in St. Gonzo's hospital for mentally disturbed wizards.

Hehe!! Yes little miss Edeline is very insane but that's what makes her interesting.

Yet another unknown day.

I would first like to say that I hate the Hogwarts Express’s hallways. You have no idea how horrible painful it was to be stuck sitting in the bloody hallway. I would have sat with friends but I couldn’t find any of them and then there was the simple fact that all the compartments were filled with random student people. Grrr. So that was the whole reason why I was forced by myself to sit in the horrible hallway. Five people stepped on me since they weren’t looking where they were walking. Then there was the food trolley lady who hit me with her stupid cart. The nerve of most stupid people. I happy that’s over and done with.

My blood boils as I think about the horrible month I spent with my mother. The evil woman had the nerve to suggest I need to speak with a therapist. She said “I needed to be able to talk about my problems without her judgment being present.” What a load of smelly garbage. She even got bolder when she told me she was getting remarried to guess what…… a wizard. I laughed hysterically thinking it was all a funny joke until her new fiancé walked into the room and introduced himself to me. I thought the nightmare was over until Mr. I’m-rich-and-a-spoiled-jerk mentioned he had a daughter who went to Hogwarts as well. Karma must hate me for something terrible I did back in my past life. Stupid karma. After the a initial shock wore off I realize I was extremely mad at my mother and Mr. Richie-rich-pants that I went to my bathroom and tired to think of something that would angry my mother to the point she was send me back to London.

Well I got my wish but not in the way I planned. You see I was standing in my bathroom staring really hard at the mirror thinking about what I would look like with pink hair. I was concentrating extremely hard that my nose started to bleed and as I was grabbing a tissue to stick up my nose. I noticed something very strange and rather scary; my normally blonde hair had turned a very bright bubble gum pink. Like an idiot I panicked and fall to the ground and scream like a little girl which wasn’t a good thing since my mother came to the door and asked if I was okay. So I lied and said I saw a spider. Good that was a stupid lie but it worked. So I managed to get my hair back to its normal hair color even though I got another nose bleed during the process. I’m never doing that again since I have idea if that something that happens to ever magic folk in the world of magic.

The rest of month with my mother was just as horrible as the beginning, since I was forced into helping her gal pals and her plan her stupid wedding. Why would anyone want to get remarried after creating a horrible storm of a divorce for themselves? Maybe my crazy mother wants to have another round at getting a divorce. I might never know. The whole month sucked and I’m happy IT’S OVER.

The flight back to London was long and boring and nothing happened beside the fact that some jerk next to me gave me a horrible cold. Gross and eww. So for the first three days back home with my daddy I was sick and that sucked majorly. Let me just say that wasn’t the only horrible thing that happened to me while I was staying with my lovely but whiny father. I do love my dad but he whines a lot and it gets annoying after awhile. Okay so yesterday, I accidentally fall out of a tree and broke my right arm again. Sweet. Not that it was all my fault since my best friend Gabe told me I would never be able to climb that tall of a tree. Well I did before I fell and landed with a killer thump. So once again I’m stuck in another evil pink cast of doom. Grrr.

I would like to say that I love Gabe in the way best friends love each other. And because I trust him so much I told him that I was a witch. And to much of my doubts all he did was hug me and said “Sweet Eddie now you’re the really weird one and I’m only partly weird now.” God you gotta love Gabe for he’s strange brand of honesty and happiness for that matter. So because I love and trust him I promised to bring him to the DA with me this year. Though I did have to set some rules.

Rules for Gabe

No running around and acting like an idiot.
No going up to people and asking stupid questions (like... Do you fly around on brooms or Do you cackle when doing magically things? i.e.)
No going around telling people you’re a muggle. They might beat you with sticks.

The rules seem fair and I told him not to act overly stupid though that’s not a rule, though. I just don’t need him running around like a small child on Christmas morning. Well paper I have to go and take Gabe for a walk since he hates having to sit for more then five minuets. He can be so whiny sometimes. But I love him so I just deal with that flaw. Gotta go before Gabe runs around the house again like an idiot.

OOO Eddie

Oesed · 09-18-2008, 10:45 PM

Awwww. This is so cute, Mary. I loooove it. Willow and Edeline should meet sometime. -nods-

PAMS.<3333

slipstick · 09-20-2008, 02:03 AM

She seems to have Gabe well trained. Maybe they should marry.

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