What is wrong with everyone in hogwarts? Is there something about me that makes them jump to the conclusion that I'm out of my mind? So,I have been hearing voices! And maybe I am just acting a tad out of the ordinary but that doesn't make me crazy!
What the others find sane,I find mental and not right. Not everyone has the same opinion and not EVERYONE is good at hiding! And yes,I may be a rat but some people deserve to be told on!
I swear,the next person to call me crazy will be the one out of their mind in St Mungos!And I've had enough of everyone hating me! I've only just found out that Ringo was planning on killing me, which completely scary since he was a working for my cousins family. And then I have Brooke giving me dirty looks! I think they're just all jealosu of how beauty I am.
And then there's that one, Bucky I think she's called. Don't get me started on Bucky! She TOLD those--- those---- Leo-haters that I was a- eaves-dropping on their conversation. I SO was but that isn't the point. I mean, Come On! What I do in my own time is my own business.
Is there something in the air that has everyone at each other's throats? The prefects are plotting against fellow prefects, relatives turning against one another, housemates thinking I'm...I mean, others are crazy!
And what is up with the Professors? I heard about Blaylock conjuring up a duck or something and Lainey had a class where they gave a tribute to merpeople! Then there's the Headmistress, don't get me wrong, I thing she is ncie and all but she is ever so slightly rude! Saying I could go to St Mungos for being crazy, that was just---just RUDE!
And is this love potion season in hogwarts? I am trying to sell mine and I end up getting one myself and nearly loosing my boyfriend!
I sometimes feel it best if I just lock myself up in the Girls Dorms and staying there until the end of term. Maybe I should do that. It'd save me a lot of trouble. And I won't get a pillow-baby thrown at my head.
Stupid hawt, cute, beautiful hair-perfected, Prefect Leo Moretti. Beating me over the head with Bucky's Pillow-baby. I'll get him. But I really can't. I can't even bring myself to think about hurting him. He's just so cute! But---- I mustn't think like that. It must just be my hormones. I. Love. Elijah. Not. Leo. Moretti. I'll just keep having to tell myself that.
Last edited by miss weasley; 07-13-2007 at 04:07 PM.
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