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[26 Oct 2009|02:15pm] |
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FINALLY. I was cutting it awfully close, but I've finally managed to put together a costume for the Cauldron Ball thing. Guys have it so bloody easy. It is IMPOSSIBLE to find a costume as a girl that isn't either super expensive or ridiculously trashy. I'm pretty sure that The Slutty Nun and The Slutty Healer and The Slutty Librarian and The Slutty Secretary and The Slutty Ketchup Bottle are all the exact same costume just charmed to different colours.
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[26 Sep 2009|12:25am] |
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I AM THE ARACHNID SLAYER.
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[08 Sep 2009|03:55pm] |
[Private to Matthew and Colin Longbottom]
So it was your guys' Dave.
Did he say anything about me??
[Private to Corrie]
So do you want me to kill him? I will happily go to jail if it meant that Bruce-hating skidmark wasn't around to be a bastard to my friends anymore.
I've got an interview at Angie's Diner tomorrow and Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes on Thursday. Hopefully at least one of them will be impressed by my award winning personality and fantastic hair and will hire me.
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[03 Sep 2009|12:09am] |
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So I think I have a date on Saturday.
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| CORRIE STREET PYEPYEPYE |
[29 Aug 2009|11:18pm] |
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CORRIE! What are you doing RIGHT NOW? Come crash Ewan's party with me.
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[24 Aug 2009|07:41pm] |
[Warded Private]
I don't like this. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to be reacting to it, or if i even have a justifiable reason to. I'm done, graduated, NEWTs are finished, no more school for Zoë. Just because I was there when we found the girl doesn't mean I'm suddenly going to turn into a champion for werewolf rights. I mean, hell, the first time I even wrote in this thing I chewed out and almost torn a new arsehole for daring to even crack a joke about werewolf hunting and vampire slaying, and I had just been joking.
I don't want Henry and Charlotte at school while that's happening. People always use Teddy Lupin's dad as an example on why not all werewolves eat people, but Grandma Hestia said he'd been a werewolf practically since he was a baby. That's different than it happening post puberty. And the girl's a Slytherin, that'd be enough to drive anyone mad enough to kill. Considering all the Death Eaters that've popped out of that house, history's proved that much.
[/Private]
I've put in applications at Weasley's joke shop, the Menagerie, WhizzHard's, and desk job at the WWN, and a couple of restaurants. There are auditions for some play coming up that I looked at, but I'll probably end up psyching myself out of actually going and trying out. The big looming Ministry keeps LOOKING at me but I can't see myself working there.
It's really weird not to be shopping for school supplies right now. Need to go out tonight.
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[19 Aug 2009|12:33pm] |
Every now and again I'm reminded why I'm sort of okay with really happy to've finished school. The drama is bloody insane.
However, I can't really talk, because I am considerably drama-free at the moment, I feel dirty lazing about and living off of my parents' money (which is depleting very quickly) and really am in need of a job. Does anyone know of anyplace that's hiring? I am cute and blonde and am a hard worker (the sorting hat deemed it so!) and good in Potions and at making epic speeches.
Maybe I can get a job as a food delivery person and when the guy across the hall orders in and opens the door, I can snap a picture of the mythical beast.
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[08 Aug 2009|11:05pm] |
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So, in a complete change of topic, I am pretty much convinced convinced that I live across the hall from an 800 pound Sasquatch.
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[21 Jul 2009|05:43pm] |
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NOEL FAIRWEATHER YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED, YOU PUNK.
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[10 Jul 2009|06:02pm] |
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I wonder if I should start selling all of my worldly possessions now, considering I will almost certainly be dead as soon as my NEWT scores arrive.
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[08 Jul 2009|12:00am] |
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You know, sometimes people bite too. Crazy rabid people.
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[14 Feb 2009|02:09pm] |
I could not be more happy about this being my last show here. The show is great and the cast is great and my PART is great and I wish I could still be this excited about Quid everything is great.
I think this is like, the 4th play where I've had to kiss Brandon.
Should probably find something to wear for tonight.
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[17 Jan 2009|03:59pm] |
I'm sor
I don't know what to
Congrats on your fucking bullshit win, S
[Private]
This wasn't supposed to happen. It's just supposed to be a game and people play and then it's over and that's it. It's not supposed to be ACTUALLY OVER for anyone.
I'm supposed to be their captain and I'm falling apart. I don't want to play anymore. I don't want to get on a broom ever again, or even go near one and that's impossible because dad makes them and NO ONE EVER DIED when mum was captain and this is my fault, I should've seen it coming and knocked him out of the way. I should've trained him better or done more on dodging bludgers and or done SOMETHING and this shouldn't've happened, we're almost ready to graduate but he's not going to be able to and he's just always BEEN THERE and now he's dead and god, Claire and Marty, and the Corners, and
all I can think is that it could've been Henry.
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| Warded to Hufflepuff Quidditch Team |
[15 Jan 2009|08:45pm] |
My friends, my comrades, my fellow Hufflepuffs: Our day of triumph has arrived. A day of justice. A day of victory. A day of Quidditch.
A day may come when the courage of men fails… but it is not THIS day. The line must be drawn HERE. This far, no further! I’m not saying it’s going to be easy. You’re going to work harder than you ever worked before. But that’s fine, we’ll just get tougher with it! If a person grits his teeth and shows real determination, failure is not an option. That’s how winning is done! But I say to you what every warrior has known since the beginning of time: you’ve got to get mad. I mean plum mad dog mean. If you would be free men, then you must fight to fulfill that promise! Let us cut out their living guts one inch at a time, and they will know what we can do! Let no man forget how menacing we are.
I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. An hour of snakes and shattered brooms, when the age of men comes crashing down, but it is not this day! This day we fight!! By all that you hold dear in this good school, I bid you stand. We will not let the Slytherins' scare tactics tear us apart and break us down. We will not let our knees quivery and fall into the stereotype that has plagued our House for centuries. We will fly together, brooms in hand, and we will show them all what our team is truly made of.
We are Hufflepuffs, and brothers, what we do in life, echoes in eternity.
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[12 Jan 2009|08:11pm] |
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So if we're doing kinda bad in one of our classes, can we trade our Slambook grade out with that one? Because that'd be sweet.
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[28 Oct 2008|01:10pm] |
Well this is both going to be awesome and CONFUSING AS HELL. Now, when I say "Lysander", I want you both to jump, alright?
I am pleased. Costume minions? Make sure my dress is hot.
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[22 Oct 2008|06:08pm] |
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I think I'm going to be the Joker for Halloween. The hottest Joker EVER, for serious.
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