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[Jan. 2nd, 2009|03:58 pm] |
Goals for 2002!
Stop being so OBLIVIOUS
- Get my own flat!
It looks pretty short, doesn't it? I don't really do New Year's resolutions, because if I'm going to make a decision like that, I don't see the point in waiting until the 1st of January every year until I compile a list of things I'd like to change about my life. I'd rather do it straight away.
I don't know about everyone else, but I don't really feel like last year came to a satisfactory close. It doesn't feel like a clean slate to me, it feels like a lot of things are remaining unresolved and are being carried over. That's really pessimistic of me Or maybe I'm just not looking forward to those trials being resumed. |
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| vierundzwanzig. |
[Dec. 19th, 2008|01:14 am] |
I CANNOT believe she DID that! For those of you wondering why I suddenly became very laconic in my last entry, that wasn't me. My mother found my journal and decided to use it and read it. I didn't think she'd ever stoop so low as to invade my personal things! She's certainly never done it before
I'm not even talking to her right now. She's more interested in Oliver! anyway. It looks like I need to find somewhere else to stay. I'd go to Dad's but Anise is there, urgh but that would be impractical.
( THEODORE )
( PRIVATE TO SELF ) |
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[Dec. 16th, 2008|01:12 pm] |
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Curious. |
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| dreiundzwanzig. |
[Dec. 15th, 2008|12:14 pm] |
Whoops. I dropped this under my bed and only just found it this morning, but then I got so busy, I didn't have a chance to look at it until now.
All I have to say is, Trystan? You're odd. And Theodore, you're odder.
I don't want to think about the trial right now. That's all I've been thinking about lately, and
( PRIVATE TO R. GARETH )
I need to distract myself. Happy things. Giving. Fun. I'm looking forward to the Oliver! Christmas Party. Maybe I'll finally get to meet this stage manager I'm supposedly seeing. |
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| zweiundzwanzig. |
[Dec. 10th, 2008|01:35 am] |
Why are people in my family asking me how my date with the stage manager went? I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO THE STAGE MANAGER IS!
Oliver! Stop. Taking. Over. My. Mother's. Life. And no, I'm not speaking to Wood, just in case you were wondering. |
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| einsundzwanzig. |
[Dec. 6th, 2008|07:53 am] |
- They've found an Oliver for Oliver!
- The key for the second song isn't being transposed after all.
- The choreographer is real whinger.
- Whoever is playing Bill Sykes is my Mum's favourite actor right now, but you didn't hear it from me.
Oh god. Mum, you traitor. That's ZACHARIAS SMITH
The theatre company's hiring a Gareth. We're not sure whether we need to break this news to Trystan or if we should just let it be. Let it be seems to be a good option, in my mind.
- And she can't pick between three girls for Charlotte Sowerberry.
If I hear one more thing about Oliver!, I think I'll scream. Someone tell me something interesting? IF I GET ONE MORE LETTER FROM SIMON, I WILL SET IT ON FIRE!
Also, does anyone know how you can get an owl to not find you to deliver a letter? |
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| zwanzig. |
[Dec. 4th, 2008|03:38 am] |
I'm going to I can't Why would they This is
FOUR. FUCKING. YEARS.
( LLEWELLYN )
( LLEWELLYN )
( TRYSTAN )
WARNING: If any one dares to attempt to defend It and the Other It in my hearing, I will not hesitate to hex you thoroughly. And if you tell me to get over it? I refuse to be held responsible for any violence I may inflict upon your person. |
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| neunzehn. |
[Nov. 30th, 2008|11:12 pm] |
( PRIVATE )
PUBLIC:
If anyone's looking for me, I'm spending the next few days with my Mum. And I could do with a drink. But I'm at the Leaky right now and I'd love some company if you're bored. |
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| achtzehn. |
[Nov. 30th, 2008|02:19 am] |
And now I feel worse.
( THEODORE )
I have to get out of the house. |
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| siebzehn. |
[Nov. 28th, 2008|03:13 am] |
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I feel bad. |
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| sechzehn. |
[Nov. 22nd, 2008|04:30 am] |
Today has been so stupid. I'm frustrated with the oven. And with myself. And with these STUPID journals. And I need a break from everything and I just want Georgie to be home and I wish Diggory was back now and not - I can't even remember how long it will take to do the transfer. But it's certainly not immediate. And I have NO IDEA WHY I AM SO IRRITATED, I just AM. And, no, it's not PMS.
Good Stuff:
- the Ball!
- the chance to raise money with the auction.
- the kitchen is intact.
- I found a dress.
- I already had shoes.
- Mum's lending me her earrings.
- pineapple coconut juice tastes lovely. I'm glad I bought it.
- we haven't run out of icecream. Still. It's amazing. I think the container is bottomless.
- I got a return owl from Georgie.
- the coach has decided to lay off on the over-hyped insanity.
Bad Stuff
- practice is still killing me most days and I still can't shake the petulant feeling that it would be better if it actually went towards something.
- Marlowe had a go at Poppy.
- I dropped two glasses and a plate today.
- Mum was too busy to talk.
- I can't find my ballet slippers.
- T and R are annoying me. Can't they hex it private?
No, today still sucks. But randomly, I managed to list 16 things on my 16th entry. It's the little things! |
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| vierzehn. |
[Nov. 17th, 2008|06:51 am] |
- My mother? Is insane. Don't even talk to me about it. And NO. I can't get you a part in Oliver! JUST GO TO THE AUDITION AND DON'T ASK ME ANYTHING.
- I'm being auctioned! At the ball! Well, not, you know - permanently. You can bid to take me out on a date, which should be alot of fun. Hopefully I raise a decent amount of money. I mean, it'd be a bit of a downer if you ended up being the lowest bid of the night for your offer of a date.
Oh. Shite. ... Trystan, you're not going to the Charity Ball for the hospital, are you?
- I'm officially off wizarding sweets henceforth. My last experience with one of them was a bad one and I'm really not about to get duped again. It was embarrassing enough the first time. Sugar quills are an exception, though.
- I have to take Poppy for a walk this afternoon. Who wants to come with me?
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| dreizehn. |
[Nov. 9th, 2008|08:01 am] |
I am the proud owner of a new puppy. She doesn't have a name yet, but I'm working on it. I took her with me to Cornwall for the day to see Dad. Unfortunately, my step-mother was around too, being her irritatingly perky self and she asked if I'd talked to Noah lately. I didn't know what to say. "No, Anise, I didn't bother checking in with Recently Accumulated Brother Number 5 whom I don't actually care about, sorry." So I just said 'no' and would have left it at that if she didn't keep nattering on about him. I feel really bad that I snapped, though. She's not a bad person, she's just... trying too hard and I don't want her to try at all.
Also, Mum called Dad to tell him about my Quidditch match on Wednesday. I didn't know they talked. And now I want to know what they were talking about. I need to
Anyway, this entry was pretty pointless other than to ask if anyone had a suggestion for a name? Apparently 'Puppy' lacks creativity. I sound like Derrick. |
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| zwolf. |
[Nov. 6th, 2008|12:47 am] |
WE WON!
AND I got to play! For ten minutes, or so, but whatever, I GOT TO PLAY AND I HELPED SCORE TWO GOALS. GO THE CATAPULTS!
On an entirely different note, I feel so ashamed of myself yesterday. I can't STAND that man. He pisses me off so much I think I'd throw things at him the moment I saw him. I hope he crawls in a hole and dies. |
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| elf. |
[Nov. 5th, 2008|03:10 am] |
Hexed Against Cormac McLaggen:
He really is just one of those! And I can't help it - I love like him. A lot. More than a lot. It sucks. It's not fair. And I don't care about what we all had for breakfast! Honestly! He's so insensitive. I wish I didn't feel this way. |
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| zehn. |
[Nov. 3rd, 2008|07:26 am] |
- Is it just me? Or is anyone else noticing the fact that there are a lot of people in a bad mood lately?
- I moved in fine.
- The night out in Cardiff to see the carnival and the fireworks and the bonfire was absolutely brill! I loved it. I don't know about Dennis, and I still maintain that the girl who ran the fairy floss booth was trying to flirt with him shamelessly. She was kind of cute, too, I think.
- Right now, I hate my coach. Getting up at four o'clock in the morning is not oodles of fun.
- Tomorrow I'm going out for breakfast. Just because. I know they do half-priced muffins on Tuesdays at Capella's so maybe I'll get one of those.
- I'm really nervous about the match on Wednesday.
I should probably go do something tomorrow night to keep my mind off it. And not with Llew, because we'll end up talking about it inevitably and that'll just make me more anxious. But I can't wait!
- I think I want to go back to bed now.
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| neun. |
[Oct. 31st, 2008|06:49 am] |
I'm officially moving out on the weekend. And Georgie is officially leaving England for her big trip on Monday. Does anyone fancy helping me pack up the last of my things and move on Saturday or Sunday? We'd also have to put all of Georgie's things in storage and fix that wall where we hung up some photos and a painting, because I really want to get my entire deposit back when I leave, thanks.
I think Sunday would probably be a better day, because I'm going out with Dennis on Saturday evening.
This is going to be such a full-on weekend, and then it's right back to practice on Monday morning. I can't believe we have to be on the pitch at 5 am. That's a little ridiculous, don't you think? I know the match is on Wednesday, but, good Merlin, five o'clock in the bloody morning? And I'm not going to even get any game-time, anyway. No. That just sounds childish. Strike it out.
Someone tell me about something that isn't related to: Halloween, Quidditch, moving or hags. Please? Pretty please? |
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| acht. |
[Oct. 28th, 2008|06:30 am] |
Wait. They've located a blackmarket selling Muggle children to hags???
That is just SICK and DEPRAVED beyond anything I've ever read since the war What could possibly possess anyone to even consider selling anyone out? I mean, even if the children are already dead, that's just wrong! It's sick. SICK, SICK, SICK and they should be locked up for it AND THEN administered some help for their mental problems AFTER they're safely isolated from the rest of society. I mean, really, is taking them to St. Mungo's for a psychological assessment going to undo the fact that they've sold human bodies to be consumed?
I agree with the reporter who also happens to be my sister-in-law, but forget that for half a second - the Ministry needs to strip the hags of their being status. No wonder the centaurs and mermaids didn't want to share. At least they don't EAT people. |
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| sieben. |
[Oct. 20th, 2008|05:34 am] |
( PRIVATE )
( THEODORE )
( LLEW )
I don't know what made me agree to stay at Dad's for three nights - because I still have training this week, but I think I just want to be home for a little bit. We finally managed to pick out Brae's birthday present - which I won't be writing down in here just in-case someone sees it and lets it slip to him. Or just in-case he gets access to one of these journals. I think it's more than enough just having one brother being able to see what I'm writing and who I'm talking to.
But anyway, I can't decide what I'm going to wear to the party. Or if I should take someone. But as it's on a Tuesday evening and I'd forgotten to think about that aspect until just now, I wouldn't be surprised if no one was available. Besides, my family is crazy. I could only subject Llew to it and he's already going. What I can be grateful for, though, is Noah won't be there. Just Anise. And my mother.
Ugh. Someone didn't think this through properly. |
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