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[02 Dec 2009|10:33pm] |
Would the people outside my room stop fucking screaming?
I swear my head's going to explode.
EDIT: Just because I'm having a hangover doesn't mean you can skip out on swordplay practice. Meetings are on as usual. Get your arses down there before I find you. Or I promise it'll be painful. For you.
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[01 Dec 2009|09:00pm] |
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This is my mother's favourite time of the year. She is all atwitter with Christmas cheer. My mother has decided to make a twilight tree, it's all decorated with blues and purples, and silver. I could ruin her moment, but I have decided to spread a little holiday cheer myself by keeping my comments to myself.
Its not that I don't care much for the holiday season. I love the winter weather, though, we rarely get snow down here. And I like the way the house smells as my mother cooks big dinners, and fresh biscuits. I love all that, I just hate having something built up, just to see it fall flat. It's just a holiday, there is really nothing to be so worked up about.
I do look forward however to returning to school, I'm ready to resume my studies. Despite my mother's best efforts, I'm not ready to submit to a life of trophy wifedom. There is something about the best part of my day being when I can serve my husband dinner and chase after our bratty children that doesn't sit well with me.
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[29 Nov 2009|12:24am] |
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LISTEN UP, IDRIS. what: PARTY HAPPENING, fun, games, dirty games, truth or dare. where: DEN OF THE FOXES aka Zebul Common Room when: SUNDAY KICKASS NIGHT
why: humongous git is away. The school needs to play. INVITED: THE AWESOME AND THE COOL. IMPORTANT! ONLY NON-PRUDES NEED APPLY. And just to assure you that we're going to have the real kind of fun? Entrance only allowed if you swear the oath of silence.
You know you want to.
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