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[April 28] |
Honestly? I don't think what Brown and Spinks did was terrible. They have several screws that are loose in their head, but I'm quite positive that they didn't intend to hurt anyone in the process, however much we'd like to think otherwise. So quit barking at them like the mindless morons the lot of you are and quit treating them like second class citizens, for fuck's sake.
I think I need to visit my mum and dad over the weekend, bloody hell.
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[April 21] |
So ... alcohol really does kill.
I hope she isn't really dead... she can't be right? What a stupid retreat, Merlin.
I'll be out by the pool if anyone wants to interrogate me, more than the dumbarse inspector, since the lot of you have no lives.
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[April 15] |
Spinks, we are not fucking engaged. Quit coming to my fucking flat, claiming that we are in love and whatever the hell else I said while I was drugged. Get the hell out of my house and quit cleaning up after my mess. Just leave me the fuck alone and give me back the ring that I supposedly gave you. Hell, no, keep it, as long as you quit bothering me again.
As for the rest of you who are laughing at me - sod off and die in a fucking fire. Fucking morons.
I knew I shouldn't have eaten those stupid Easter eggs.
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[April 11] |
YASMIN SPINKS, I LOVE YOU!
Let it be known that I am completely in love with Yasmin Spinks and think she is utterly stunning. Even if I considered her to be a big nuisance over the past decade or so, she is no such thing.
Yes, this is a public service announcement. You may go mind your own business now. Or not. Whatever, I don't care. I just love Yaz. She's bloody brilliant, you know? Maybe she should just move in into our flat because then I can see her all the time and it wouldn't be totally inappropriate. Right? Right.
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[April 10] |
Who the bloody hell sent me chocolate? I don't want your stupid bloody chocolate. It's not my birthday and I don't really care for Easter.
And I don't like the secret business either. Just tell me who sent it and maybe I won't hate you so much.
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[March 31] |
It's almost April Fool's Day. Not that there needs to be a day to acknowledge what big fools people are/can be, but whatever, yeah? I think I'll be avoiding leaving the flat office place I will be at tomorrow in case some idiot decides it would be amusing to make a fool out of me. So stay the fuck away from me, Yasmin. I am not your friend or mate or whatever the hell else you think I am.
Whoever stole my Firewhiskey - I fully expect my entire stash to be replaced by the weekend or else you'll be sorry. I won't tell you what I'll do - I find that being surprised is the key element for whatever bad things you will have to endure.
Anyone fancy going for a walk right now? I'm a little bored staying in my room.
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[March 01] |
My mother thinks it's an appropriate time to find birds who could potentially be my future wife. What the bloody hell? I'm nineteen, for Merlin's sake. I just reckon she's losing her mind and wants to concentrate her time and energy on something else. Or maybe it's because her bloody good-for-nothing useless friends' children are getting married now.
Oh for fuck's sake. She needs to leave me the hell alone before something drastic happens.
Also, I reckon I need sleep. I couldn't sleep last night for some reason or another and I've been awake for bloody ever. It's irritating, I'll tell you that much.
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[February 19] |
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If there is going to be a biography about You-Know-Who coming out, then I want someone to write a biography about me. I'm equally, if not more, important as the bloke who tried to bring the Wizarding World down. Go on and write about me, damn it.
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