February 23rd, 2005
|11:32 pm - Terrible!|
Between all of the midterms that the professors have been forcing on us and then the Yule Ball (that I didn't go to, might I add!), I've never felt so pressed for time! It's work work work work work work, without hardly a chance to BREATHE! I feel like I'm going to explode!
Some of the other girls in my year got asked to the Ball, even though we're a year too young to attend. It didn't matter, of course--if they were going with anyone of the age, they were allowed in. I really wanted to be there, but I didn't have dress robes anyway. Not that anyone asked me! I don't think that I'll ever get asked to a Ball, I'm just too unpopular.
Someone stuck gum in my hair yesterday, or they did something to it. The witches in the Hospital Wing had to charm it out but it didn't make it all of the way out. Mostly they had to work out about half with the charm and then cut the rest out. It makes my head look terribly lopsided. Why does stuff like this always happen to me?!?! I didn't even see who it was, but it doesn't matter--this whole school hates me! Even Olive Hornby, who used to pretend to be my friend--I know she hates me. She's been acting all stuck up lately and won't talk to me. But I'll show her.
It's really just not fair, not any of it! I wish I were pretty and popular and smart and everything else.
I've been spending loads of time in the third floor bathroom. It makes a pretty good place to hide, since it's so out-of-the-way, but a couple of girls come in there every once and awhile. I heard two of them talking yesterday (they didn't know that I was in there; I was holed up in one of the stalls crying and my feet were pulled up) while they were washing their hands, and they said that they had seen a boy hanging around outside of the doors once or twice, but they weren't sure who it was. I just know it was someone coming to torment me some more--one of the Slytherins, probably! I better watch out and keep an eye out. If I can get him into trouble, maybe I can earn some extra points!
Current Mood: gloomy
November 22nd, 2004
|05:44 pm - Today was also horrible!|
Breakfast was pretty uneventful, but after last night and all the insults directed at me, I guess people were just ignoring me. I couldn't believe the nerve of Spica Nigellus, insulting me like that in front of the whole school--and Minerva McGonagall, hardly standing up for me!
I replanted my poor begonias today. I tried to get the greenhouse administrator to let me take them up to my dormitories, but of course she wouldn't let me. She said they HAD to stay in the greenhouse. I hate to think of them down there, all alone and an easy target for anyone who would want to kill them... Especially if Nigellus makes good on her threats. My poor begonias!
I'm going to sneak out tonight and check on them after dinner. I want to give them some extra water and food just to make sure that they don't die. Poor babies!
Olive Hornby made my life miserable again today. She pointed out the spots on my face today, LOUDLY, in the Great Hall. I tried to tell everyone that I just got some of the Sapsnail mucas on my hands in Care of Magical Creatures yesterday, and everyone knows that Sapsnails make spots on your face, so I rubbed my face with my hands accidently, and there were spots then--but no body would listen! I hid out in the bathroom and skipped Magical Creatures, just in case they tried to make us take care of the Sapsnails again. I don't want to risk anything.
Rebecca Eddings, the girl that has the bed next to mine, told me that there was a hex she knew that could get rid of spots. She promised to teach it to me today, so I have to go and meet her in the library in a few minutes...
Wira Dempsy told Olive Hornby and Josaphine Abbott all about Alastor Moody, the second-time seventh year. They were talking in Potions today, and I sit right behind them--Wira is actually supposed to be my partner, but she always leaves me behind so she can talk to Olive and Josaphine. Anyway, Wira was telling them about Moody, and how he left his Ancient Runes class today, and she was hanging around the classroom, waiting for her boyfriend Chad Pierce to meet her there, when Moody came back to get his things together. The professor told him that he was failing--again! Wira said that half the school knew already--not because she had told them, they'd heard about it from other people. But really. I can't believe it!
Spica Nigellus better not say anything to me today at dinner, or I'm going to have to talk to the Head Girl about her!
Current Mood: cranky
November 21st, 2004
|06:12 pm - Today was a horrible day!|
Today was a horrible day! At breakfast this morning, Peeves came into the Great Hall and dumped a whole BUSHEL of old rotten apples on my head! They bounced off and hit some others--Mary Robins was behind me at the Gryffindor table, and one hit her right in the eye. She started bawling, of COURSE, and everyone went for her--just because she has long blond hair and blue eyes, and she's really pretty. But the apples hit me first--and NO ONE CARED! I even tried telling the prefects, and they just ignored me.
Then, as if to make matters worse, that so-called friend of mine, Olive Hornby, tripped me on the way into Transfiguration today, so I fell right on my face in the doorway. Naturally everyone laughed at me. Again.
I had double Herbology today, but someone went and killed my begonias.
Current Mood: sad