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[21 May 2008|12:17am] |
So apparently I was signed up to help with the friggin' plants in the musical. Thank you, Professor Sprout. Everyone knows I just love being forced into shite. But I'll just be dealing with the plants and making sure no one gets attacked from off-stage, so it shouldn't be too bad. I guess.
Can someone tell me if the play is going to suck or not? I'd rather not volunteer to sit backstage during the whole thing if I'm going to be bored out of my mind.
Also, Meaghan, your cat just fuggin' grunted at me. Uhh?
And if there's going to be a cat fight, let me know. Thanks.
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[29 Mar 2008|07:40pm] |
MacFarlan of the dude variety, I still suck at Defense, sooooo once we're back at school can I take you up on that homework help? I had planned on asking about it friggin ages ago, but, I forgot. Oops.
So Easter was friggin great as usual. Had the annual Egg Eating Contest with the cousins and basically doubled everyone's egg intake. Seriously, hard-boiled eggs are probably the easiest thing to eat in mass portions, HEH! Also had ham and all that traditional Easter meal stuff. Uhh, hm. Didn't do any of the work we were assigned for over the break, and I think I actually left all my books at school.
...Yeah, I did. HAH.
Okay but really, why can't I just be graduating this year? Without taking NEWTS or any of that shite, because, I don't need to do well on NEWTs to become a professional ass-kicker, am I right? HAH!
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[28 Jan 2008|06:01pm] |
( Private to 6th year Gryffindor Dudes. )
So who wants to go over that stupid spell we learned in Defense today? I can't friggin get it for the life of me, and I'm not about to fail the practical whateverthehell during our next class. Don't all jump at the chance too quick, HAH!
Seriously though, it's not every friggin day I want to study or whatever, but. I need help. Yeah.
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[09 Jan 2008|06:33pm] |
All right, I really hate to start off writing about this, but Dawson, what the HELL did you feed your cat while we were away? He smells like a fuggin fart. You know I like the thing, but it hopped up on my bed before and I thought someone threw a dung bomb in the room. He might not even be farting, but, holy shit dude. Please fix that. Maybe it's just a TODAY thing, but if he's going to stink the rest of the term, I don't think my pumpkins are going to grow right. Fresh air is key, dude. Anyway.
Break was fuggin brilliant, made a hefty amount of money working with my dad and growing shite, so I bought a shiteton of new seeds to plant along with my pumpkins this year. That's right Hogwarts, it's more than just tomatoes this year. Now that I don't have to worry about any friggin' OWLs or whatever I can grow tons of stuff. And, uh, still do homework, sure. I also got some pretty cool presents from the family, but mostly video games and that kind of thing. The new MORTAL COMBAT being one of them, fuggin brilliant.
Speaking of homework, I guess I should go...do that. Lame. Anyone happen to save some extra apple strudel from dinner today? I'll give you a friggin sickle for it.
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