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[21 Jul 2009|12:32am] |
OLIVE HORNBY IS A LIAR
OLIVE HORNBY IS A LIAR
OLIVE HORNBY IS A LIAR
OLIVE HORNBY IS A LIAR
OLIVE HORNBY IS A LIAR
OLIVE HORNBY IS A LIAR.
And that's all I have to say about her false scores and her false heart.
No but really, I'm very bored. Someone owl me or come over? Please? Very please? We can do something exciting like find one of those nuclear atom bombs and drop it on Germany, and then dismantle it once we've realized our mistake we can dismantle it like they do in films.
I'm so bored. Where is everyone? Isn't it school yet? I want to play Quidditch. Now. Stupid home.
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[09 Jul 2009|10:50pm] |
All right, so this war thing has got to end. Tomorrow. Yesterday, in fact. My mother is considering paying for me to go back to school early because she's afraid I'll get bombed or something. I keep telling her I'm every bit as safe in the Hollow as I would be at school, but she really doesn't believe me. I told her I'm not going back to school early. I'm staying right here, and she'll have to drag me back if she wants me there before August thirty first. Anyway, I've been practicing Quidditch a whole lot, and that's about it. I intend to tell my professors that I lost my homework for over the summer, and then they'll let me have a week. At least a week. I mean, honestly...weren't OWL's enough for them?
Oh, by the way, how did everyone do on those? THREE O'S, ONE A, TWO E'S...BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY I'M THE BEST.
Almost the best.
No one rub in better scores, now.
You know you like being nice to me and not cruel. Really.
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