| June 6, 1998 |
[06 Jun 2010|10:55pm] |
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| March 27, 1998 |
[27 Mar 2010|10:44pm] |
.... So, I realized N.E.W.T's are practically here. I mean... I know we still have April an May and all but...really... March is almost over so it technically doesn't count. If you really think about it - it's practically April now. And well.... two months isn't anything! It didn't hit me until today that I very seriously do not feel prepared in the least for the MOST IMPORTANT EXAMS OF MY LIFE!
I mean... I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. Do you?
I probably should have been doing research on apprentice opportunities over winter hols or something. But well... I was recovering most of it that didn't work out so well. And then you know I completely forgot about it and now... bullocks.
Maybe, I'll just work as a waitress or something. Though the food service thing seems extremely depressing for some reason. Not that there's anything wrong with it - I just don't think I'd do well in it is all.
I want to do something outside for a living. I don't know what...but something.... outside....yeah. I just --- ARGH...for fucks sake!!! I thought writing this would help deal with the anxiety and I'd get extremely tired rambling about it. It's not helping. This isn't cathartic at ALL!
Thank Merlin it's the weekend.... I can at least be an angst ridden insomniac without much consequence. Someone should help me write jobs on a piece of paper all night and I'll pull from a hat when the sun comes up. What do you think?
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[24 Feb 2010|09:17pm] |
GRRRRR- I can't get out of my sour MOOD. The Quidditch match on Saturday was HORRIBLE. AGAIN. WE lost. AGAIN!!
Today This week.... kind of stinks.
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| February 15, 1998 |
[15 Feb 2010|08:40pm] |
[Ward to Hufflepuff Quidditch Players]
So. I just wanted to say before Smith puts on his asshat training jumper for Saturday that I look forward to playing with you lot! I know we've had practices in the last couple of weeks and all... but I feel good about the game against Gryffindor!
Despite the rather awful match against Ravenclaw in December we've really improved. And I think that no matter what happens let's just have fun, yeah? I've a feeling Smith might have us all a bit drained in the coming days and I might be forced to smack him in the back of the head with my broom. BUT - no matter what happens... it's all about fun. Alright?
And, Felix, I promise not to get in your way should you decide to fall this go around. KIDDING! We're going to be fine!
NO STRESS!
[/Ward]
Has anyone got the notes from last weeks Herbology lesson? Someone's cat got a hold of mine in the common room and ... well... they don't exist anymore. Go me! I'm not going to mention valentin--
M. Jones.
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| January 07, 1998 |
[07 Jan 2010|12:47am] |
( Ward to 7th year Hufflepuff Girls )
If you could be anywhere in the world right now...where would you be? And who would you be with?
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| December 30, 1997 |
[30 Dec 2009|01:37pm] |
[Ward Against Ministry Supporters]
What the bloody fuck!? STEALING magic!? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard of! Dad was right.
[Ward to Justin Finch-Fletchley & Oswald Cadwallader]
Are you alright?!
[/Ward]
( Ward to self )
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| December 26, 1997 | Posted @ Noon |
[26 Dec 2009|03:18pm] |
Free at last! Free at last! After I take my three o'clock potion I get to go back to the dorms! YAY! Finally. Apparently Pomfrey didn't buy into my Jones related charms...and I had to spend Christmas in that smelly infirmary. It wasn't so terrible, though. Both my brothers came to visit! And my favourite holiday castle dwellers stopped by! The house elves even brought me some of the Christmas feast... I think the ham this year was my favourite.
Oh! And I'd like to thank everyone for the marvelous gifts! They all made me smile!
( Ward to Eloise ) ( Ward to Susan ) ( Ward to Drew )
Anywho, I hope you lot got the stuff I sent! Christopher took awhile to get it out. But it should be there by now! If not let me know and I'll be sure to box his ears with my good arm!
I hope your celebrations were fabulous! And those of you who are in front of the telly watching Boxing Day football and rugby...I want final scores! Those braving Boxing Day shopping - may your discounts be a plenty!
Love,
M. Jones
( Ward to Wayne )
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| December 21, 1997 |
[21 Dec 2009|01:00am] |
I'm alive! Obviously. This last week or so has definitely been painfully interesting. I didn't wake up until Tuesday after that horrible quidditch match. From what I hear we lost. We lost a lot. That's not my fault - okay it's partially my fault. I apologize profusely for not mastering the Summerby Dodge come game time. We'll have to add that one to the drills...I've decided.
Anyway, I've made a deal with Prompfrey to let me out of the infirmary no later than Christmas Eve. Apparently I have a fantastic skull fracture that has her up in arms about my moving across the room. She says that's why I had gorgeous bruises under my eyes and behind my ears. You can't really see them now, though. Course, I also tore a few ligaments in my shoulder, broke my collar bone, fudged up my wrist, and broke some fingers ... so I haven't been a big fan of moving to begin with.
But, on the brightside I'm not dead. And it wasn't so terrible that I had to be taken to Mungos. I don't think my folks could have afforded that anyway - so kudo's to Pomfrey! And I am getting better. Three days ago it hurt to breathe, eat, and shift my weight in the slightest, but the potions are ace here! At one point I was taking nine different potions four times a day. I'm down to five potions three times a day now. Got my arm in a sling for a couple of weeks. Course, I never realized how reliant I was on my right arm until I couldn't use it anymore. It's a right pain in my arse.
Kinsey went and found my journal and my kid brother's letting me borrow his dictation quill for awhile. Though, I feel funny talking to myself...and I don't know how to get it to scratch things out just yet. It's kind of finicky. I tested it before I started this and - well, lets just say I'm watching what I say ... and that's why I'm rambling.
Fuck this is long...but I'm not done.
If you haven't figured it out I'm still at Hogwarts. Christopher apparently doesn't hate me as much as he lets on. He missed the Hogwarts Express to stay with me. That and I'm convinced dad told him to - but he hasn't been doing much complaining and he visits me twice a day. I think we're probably going to stay for the whole break. Not that I'm ecstatic about that myself. I really wanted to see my mum. I miss her. And I've been wanting to talk to her about the separation from dad thing. It's a load of rubbish that it's just not safe for her to come up here. And if she did come up here she'd have to come with dad and that would just be awkward...
Though Uncle Pete could... hmm no.
Anyway, I think my dad's coming to visit tomorrow. I'm hoping when he comes Pomfrey will take pity on me and let me out of the infirmary. If she doesn't let me walk around soon I might just forget how to do it!
Alright, I'm done talking. And I'm really sorry this got so bloody long. It's just so boring in here by myself. But now I hate listening to my voice.
Someone nearby should come and visit me!
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| December 4, 1997 |
[04 Dec 2009|11:08pm] |
I'm...feeling much better lately. Back to normal, I suppose. Normal enough to realize I'm so not ready for exams this coming week. Bleh! Though I'm not thinking about that until after Hogsmeade tomorrow. I feel like having two trips in a row is going to be a pain in my pocket book - but I'm going anyway!
Random question, but how quiet is it at Hogwarts over the Winter Holidays? On average how many people stick around for it, I mean?
( Ward to Hufflepuff 7th Year Girls )
[Ward Against Professors]
OH! And who's taking bets on the Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw match? I totally wasn't in the right mindset to place bets for the Gryffindor/Slytherin one - but since we play next weekend it's imperative I get the opportunity to play some coins!
[/Ward]
P.S. MONTROSE FOR THE WIN ON SUNDAY! Holyhead BLEH!
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| November 15, 1997 |
[15 Nov 2009|12:31am] |
( Heavily Warded Private )
[Ward to Eloise, Kinsey, Wayne, and Justin]
Is it weird that my dad told me at Dumbledore's funeral that he and my mum are separating for awhile? I suppose he at least had the decency to tell Chris and I in person, right? Fuck- This is all fucking mucked up! I need a hug.
[/Ward]
This weekend was the worst.
I just want to go home.
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| October 13, 1997 |
[13 Oct 2009|09:55pm] |
[Ward to 5th-7th Year Hufflepuff's minus Susan]
OI! Susan's birthday is tomorrow! We're going to have a little get together in the commons around eight o'clock. Bring your singing voices and party hats! It's top secret so if I find out one of yous spoiled the surprise...I'll pummel you myself.
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| September 29, 1997 |
[29 Sep 2009|09:31am] |
Victory! I propose a Hogsmeade party this weekend! Lets make it happen, yes? We'll all celebrate life! And, it'll be a pre-party for the House Unity thing this Sunday!
[Ward to Wayne]
Do you hate me? Still friends?
[/Ward]
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| September 24, 1997 |
[24 Sep 2009|12:04am] |
( Ward to Self )
Good news. My journal has stopped barking. After it progressed to biting I sort of figured it had to be restored to it's original enchantment. Lame, I know. But I'm thinking maybe an alternative to auditory alerts - perhaps a glowing charm of some sort. Perhaps, an esp sort of thing - where it alerts only you...and no one else can hear it? Or... I don't know.
What does the general public think? I'd very much like your thoughts on the matter!
[Ward to Zacharias Smith]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I didn't get you anything. But, can I ask you a question?
[Ward]
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| September 20, 1997 | Sunday Evening |
[20 Sep 2009|11:01pm] |
GAH!!!! I bloody lost two galleons on that stupid game!!!!
I'm going to hire someone to pummel that sod seeker from Montrose!! I swear!! This is the second game in a ROW we've bloody lost because he's very clearly BLIND!!!
Why wasn't he traded in the off season!? How could you let us lose to the PRIDES!? They're a bloody team with idiot proof plays!! WE were up 14 bloody goals and you go and let that damned seeker just-- This is YOUR fault - you STUPID prick! Do your JOB! Everyone else on that bloody team was doing their ruddy job and you go and muck it up for everybody!!!
If you're reading this - GET WITH THE FUCKING PROGRAM!!!!
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| September 12, 1997 | After dinner |
[12 Sep 2009|09:35pm] |
This Saturday was fantastic! I rounded up a couple of people to play football today. Alright, we didn't play a game...we were short a number of players. But we kicked the ball around a bit. You lot that play should come out next time...it was fun!
In other news, I'm in the process of working on a rigorous training period starting tomorrow morning until quidditch trials in two weeks. This years the year I get on the bloody team. Hear that, Smith? I'll pummel you otherwise It's happening! I'll pay you?
Oh and...that party is a brilliant idea, Evie. Though, I'm not entirely sure which house I'll go dressed as. I suppose I have access to my brother's Ravenclaw ties... but unfortunately he doesn't wear skirts. I suppose requesting a temporary uniform trade would be weird, right? I wear a size 6 if anyone's interested! Pfft... I just don't want to charm my clothes a different colour.
I'm all charmed out.
Yesterday, I spent all after lessons working on how to personalize this damn journal. I mucked it up a bit if I'm going to be honest. Now it 'barks' like a rottweiler whenever someone responds to something I write. At least it's not biting, right? Haha, I haven't found a charm to fix it yet... I'll find it eventually. Sometime...
. Megan
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