Post by Aria Matthews on Mar 9, 2011 17:23:12 GMT -5
So, Diary, here's the deal.
I'm a horrible person. A really really horrible person. I mostly blame Lestrange, but I guess I'll have to take some responsibility myself. It's just that, when we fight, I start noticing all sorts of things like how hot he is when he frowns and how he has great muscles and - I don't even really want to write about it, for Merlin's sake. This is my own private diary, and I'm too embarrassed to write about myrelationship whatever-the-fuck-is-going-on with Lestrange.
And now Grace has decided that she likes him - which I totally didn't see coming, for the record - and so now it's like my shittiness as a person is magnified by about a bazillion, since I'm sleeping with the guy my best friend likes.
Sometimes I kind of wish I could go back to the innocent days of our youth when grades mattered more than anything else.
Anyway, fuck the philosophy, I'm here and I'm nasty and that's what matters. I must now begin a deadly avoidance technique and hopefully I can just never see Lestrange. Apart from in lessons. But I can sit next to Bow then. Sorted.
Oh, and there is good news, diary -- Rosa's back! She's keeping quiet about whatever it was that went down, but frankly it's not like I'm in any position to pry so I'm keeping my nose out for now. I've had to hex a bunch of sixth years for spreading rumours about her, but the thing is that she and I aren't great at this whole talk-about-your-feelings shit that Grace is so good at, so I don't really know how to tell her that I'm still her friend, fuck what everybody else thinks. She's stuck by me all these years and I'm bloody well going to stick by her. Even if she killed someone (which, although unlikely, is still possible. It's Rosa, after all).
Also, my New Year's Resolution to stop swearing so much is failing abysmally.
I'm a horrible person. A really really horrible person. I mostly blame Lestrange, but I guess I'll have to take some responsibility myself. It's just that, when we fight, I start noticing all sorts of things like how hot he is when he frowns and how he has great muscles and - I don't even really want to write about it, for Merlin's sake. This is my own private diary, and I'm too embarrassed to write about my
And now Grace has decided that she likes him - which I totally didn't see coming, for the record - and so now it's like my shittiness as a person is magnified by about a bazillion, since I'm sleeping with the guy my best friend likes.
Sometimes I kind of wish I could go back to the innocent days of our youth when grades mattered more than anything else.
Anyway, fuck the philosophy, I'm here and I'm nasty and that's what matters. I must now begin a deadly avoidance technique and hopefully I can just never see Lestrange. Apart from in lessons. But I can sit next to Bow then. Sorted.
Oh, and there is good news, diary -- Rosa's back! She's keeping quiet about whatever it was that went down, but frankly it's not like I'm in any position to pry so I'm keeping my nose out for now. I've had to hex a bunch of sixth years for spreading rumours about her, but the thing is that she and I aren't great at this whole talk-about-your-feelings shit that Grace is so good at, so I don't really know how to tell her that I'm still her friend, fuck what everybody else thinks. She's stuck by me all these years and I'm bloody well going to stick by her. Even if she killed someone (which, although unlikely, is still possible. It's Rosa, after all).
Also, my New Year's Resolution to stop swearing so much is failing abysmally.
