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[23 May 2008|10:49am]
[ mood | creative ]

Why is everyone sick? I'm starting to think Interhouse Unity is completely passing around some life threatening contagion. It will never reach me! Somehow, I think there is a conspiracy going on about it. All I see is sniffling red noses and tissues. Gross, keep that to yourself. I have to say, it might have to do with some of you going outside in the damn near arctic with flip flops on. Something like that.

LIAM + BEAU )

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[07 May 2008|10:52pm]
[ mood | devious ]

So. I don't know what to say. The Ball was an enlightening experience. It was not really a surprise to see that I was crowned King. It's only natural, I have to say. Who else would deserve such a position? And if I'm King, there is no one fit enough to be my Queen than Amelia, obviously. If anyone else had won, there would probably be bloodshed.

But Beau, honestly. Don't be upset that you're a Court Jester. I find you to be very entertaining.

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[29 Apr 2008|04:43pm]
[ mood | ditzy ]

Today is great, which means my week will be! I guess that's just how I see it, anyway. Not only have I been doing well in classes, which I never do because they are nothing beyond boring, but I have managed to surprise Amelia into being wordless, in a very good way! Avoiding trouble, pleasing my girl, and acing tests, basically. Chalk one up for Summerby!

Now, if only I didn't have to do homework, everything would be great. There's no point to homework assignments, especially since we never really specialize in all of these things at once. I mean, if we take on a job in casting charms and the like, it's very unlikely that you would need to know Herbology or Divination. Not every job out there is like being an Auror in which you pretty much need an entire Hogwarts curriculum to pass.

The ball in two days? What a surprise that will be as well! I know what I'm wearing and I know it will be rather enjoyable. It's kind of amusing to see someone of the school's dress choices. Oh, you all. How risqué we have become. Just joking! We all know as guys that we don't mind a little risqué-ness every now and then.

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[27 Apr 2008|11:31pm]
[ mood | content ]

Okay, are we all back to being bored shitless? Because it's not at all attractive to see half of the school fall slave to monotony. It can't be that bad! Beau, where on earth have you disappeared to? I trust you remember that we're in school and whatever lovely woman has snapped your company for the night will not pass you for the year! And Liam! You should probably keep serenading Sadie, I won't bother you.

But I'm rather bored and need something to entertain myself with. My mother sent me some really nice gifts to give to a certain sadistic girlfriend of mine on her birthday soon. What can I say. I think she would have chipped a wedding ring in there, knowing my mother and her scheming ways. But that's about all I have to talk about tonight.

Amelia! You should come tuck me in.

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[24 Apr 2008|12:04pm]
[ mood | devastated ]

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Damnit, Lux. Damn myself for thinking that I could hide it forever. And be happy. And now Amelia hates me. And so will everyone else.

...

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[22 Apr 2008|06:46pm]
[ mood | mischievous ]

Well, then, with the Ball approaching, I have to say. I should get started on dress shopping. I don't know why I have slacked off so long when I know I'm always so picky about which pastels I would wear. Honestly, I don't understand myself.

But really, all joking aside, I should probably find some robes to wear. Goodness knows I need some new ones.

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[16 Apr 2008|08:31pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

BEAU )

Things are starting to get better than they were. I've been out on the Quidditch Pitch more than anything, even though it's probably way below zero already.

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[14 Apr 2008|09:56pm]
[ mood | crushed ]

Some people are so cold. It's rather disgusting. And others turn out to be horrible friends people.

PRIVATE )

I wonder if they were always just really cold and decided to reveal themselves or if they just decided to be this way.

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[13 Apr 2008|03:43pm]
[ mood | gloomy ]

AMELIA ERYN MONTGOMERY IS THE MOST STUPID, UNINTERESTING TWAT IN THE ENTIRE SCHOOL'S POPULATION AND IS PROBABLY RESPONSIBLE FOR MOST OF THE VENERIAL DISEASES CIRCULATING THROUGHOUT THE SCHOOL.

That being said, who wants to keep me company, since I NO LONGER HAVE A BEST FRIEND.

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[12 Apr 2008|06:50pm]
[ mood | confused ]

You all are a bunch of boring sods. I haven't seen Liam or Beau in too long of a time and Amelia has been hiding from me, I'm sure. People have been very aloof and quiet towards me. Did I do something? Honestly, you'd think when I've been on my best behavior that people would like me better, but apparently, they prefer to see me being a little naughty boy. Hm.

Speaking of boring, talk about being Head Boy. All I do during patrol is making sure teenage girls aren't off about to create an abortion in some broom closet somewhere. Which is pretty boring, I have to let them alone sometimes. They obviously do it for some reason.

About these auctions. They're interesting. I wonder how much some of these people are going for. It definitely is an insult if no one bids on you. Maybe after I warm up to that idea, it will be more comfortable. I wonder how much people would pay to go out with me. It makes me curious, I have to say.

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[23 Mar 2008|08:38am]
[ mood | predatory ]

Let me be the first to speak up and say that the only reason half of the males in the school aren't looking forward to this dance is because of the girls. All of you little needy girls who post things in your journal, bashing your poor dates or any poor bloke who could be your date weeks before the damned event even occurs! You all set the bar too high, really. If you think about it, most of the guys around here haven't put up notices saying what kind of girl they would take, but if they did, I would think some of you would fit qualifications and most of you would not, for your bitter cynicism and lack of wanting to have a surprise!

For me, though, I wouldn't mind anyone being my date as long as you won't crush my toes when you dance. I mean, damn.

But this whole mysterious thing is a fun change, I have to say. I'm looking forward to it a little more than usual for the sheer fact that I can act as crazy as possible and the poor bird won't know it's me until midnight. Why make a girl suffer that long? Perhaps she doesn't want to wait. Anyway, I have yet to find suitable attire. That might pose a problem?

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[16 Mar 2008|11:30pm]
[ mood | horny ]

So, so, so. Who's missed me? I have to say, I've been rather busy. What with the life of infamy that I lead from day to day, I also was kept with my hands tied behind my back (that'll leave you with some imagery, eh boys?) because of schoolwork and the duties of protecting my classmates. That's right, boys and girls. I'm Head Boy.

Now, as Head Boy, I'll have to say quite clearly. If I catch you after hours, you'll be punished accordingly. And what with my new gifts from Amelia, especially these handcuffs, I will be deciding how you get punished. Trust me, you'd love it. And because it's punishment, you won't like it. I'll make sure you won't. No matter how much of a sexaholic you think I am, I still will demand authority and respect.

Amelia, dear! I got you some interesting toys too. Try to keep yourself out of some other guy's bed trouble!

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[04 Mar 2008|10:16pm]
[ mood | horny ]

I should be nice and ready now. Thanks, Melia.

GIFT FROM A FRIEND )

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[02 Mar 2008|03:11pm]
[ mood | silly ]

I think I wasted about an hour when I got here. My little sister Tasma doesn't really understand that I go to school every year around this time. So, I think she literally clung to my left leg until we got to the platform. My leg is still kind of sore with little finger marks on them, but I think I'll live. Actually, I know I will.

Amelia! I left you a present on your bed. I think you could use it well. Think of me when you use it.

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[29 Feb 2008|06:39am]
tell me what i'm getting into; because i can't lose my mind )

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