Post by Levi Ward on Jul 24, 2012 14:24:55 GMT -5
From the desk of Levi O. Ward
July 24, 2023
I received a journal from my parents as a little "congratulations!" gift. It's quite cool- leather-bound and all. I promised them I'd use it, so here goes absolutely nothing. And by absolutely nothing, here's the pointless stuff(it's a very articulate word. Holy shit, I used sarcasm. And now I'm cursing, what is this world coming to?) that's on my mind.
The journal. Well. I'm not sure if it's an early birthday present or not. It probably is, masked as a congratulations-for-becoming-prefect. I could care less. But that brings me to my next little tidbit. I'm a prefect. I wasn't expecting it at all. Bronson should've been made prefect. I mean, I really really really wanted the badge, but am I really going to make an alright one? I hope the other one is a bit bolder than I am, because how else will things get done? Responsibility is scary. Will people even listen?
I thought my chances of getting the badge were completely wiped out when that scary sixth, now seventh year prefect who may get Head Girl, gave me all of those detentions. Gah. She scares me. What if I have to patrol with her? Enough with it, Lee. Maybe the other Prefects will be nicer to me. I'm guessing that Rhi is the other Ravenclaw one, and that's about all of the people I can guess who may be prefect. I need to start hanging around people who aren't Ravenclaws, don't I?
The point of this all is that maybe some dreams aren't meant to come true.
Anyways, aunt Sarah is going crazy; it's her wedding tomorrow. I'd better be off, the rehearsal and then dinner... then I'm off to Muggle camp (a sports one, help me) on August 4th.
So long, and thanks for all the fish. (that's from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which is a great book.)
July 24, 2023
I received a journal from my parents as a little "congratulations!" gift. It's quite cool- leather-bound and all. I promised them I'd use it, so here goes absolutely nothing. And by absolutely nothing, here's the pointless stuff(it's a very articulate word. Holy shit, I used sarcasm. And now I'm cursing, what is this world coming to?) that's on my mind.
The journal. Well. I'm not sure if it's an early birthday present or not. It probably is, masked as a congratulations-for-becoming-prefect. I could care less. But that brings me to my next little tidbit. I'm a prefect. I wasn't expecting it at all. Bronson should've been made prefect. I mean, I really really really wanted the badge, but am I really going to make an alright one? I hope the other one is a bit bolder than I am, because how else will things get done? Responsibility is scary. Will people even listen?
I thought my chances of getting the badge were completely wiped out when that scary sixth, now seventh year prefect who may get Head Girl, gave me all of those detentions. Gah. She scares me. What if I have to patrol with her? Enough with it, Lee. Maybe the other Prefects will be nicer to me. I'm guessing that Rhi is the other Ravenclaw one, and that's about all of the people I can guess who may be prefect. I need to start hanging around people who aren't Ravenclaws, don't I?
The point of this all is that maybe some dreams aren't meant to come true.
Anyways, aunt Sarah is going crazy; it's her wedding tomorrow. I'd better be off, the rehearsal and then dinner... then I'm off to Muggle camp (a sports one, help me) on August 4th.
So long, and thanks for all the fish. (that's from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which is a great book.)
-Levi
