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Friday, April 22nd, 2005
4:06 am
These little fools we know
Do their little foolish things
Needing attention.

I myself remain stolidly unimpressed.

It'll take more than that to raise more than an eyebrow from God.

current mood: cynical

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Saturday, April 16th, 2005
2:41 am - Return of the Angry Slytherin
I have only just been released from my Hufflepuffian prison. Granted I have the strength of many, but I still think Professor Snape could have stood to wait just a bit longer before calling me into his office and telling me that NEWTs are coming up and would you perhaps like to begin revising Miss Bulstrode because it might be an interesting change of pace were you to actually devote some sort of attention to your studies for once in your miserable Hogwarts career. I mumbled something vaguely appropriate and left to brush Cat and Soot, who are the only ones I can count on not to ask anything other of me than food, water and a place to sleep.

Revising. Who needs it?

current mood: bored

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Monday, April 4th, 2005
10:00 pm
It has been four days and I am ready for suicide.

God was not meant to walk amongst the Puffs. At least Daphne is a known wrong.

But of all those to put me into Hufflepuff (HUFFLEPUFF!?) with...

I may just bite my own arm off.

At this rate, if anything angers me just a LITTLE bit more, this castle is going to be dismantled stone by stone.

Just so you know.

current mood: bitchy

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Tuesday, March 29th, 2005
2:59 pm
I am angry. I didn't get to help Father with his project.

I am hungry as well. We didn't get to go on our traditional Easter game hunt. The slop here doesn't compare. Too many green things, not enough blood.

Do not get in my way unless you wish to be killed and eaten. I may not insist on the being killed bit first. I am not in the mood.

I don't see why we should lose points if idiots see or hear me say such a thing and then bother me anyway. They should be able to live (or not, as the case may be) with the consequences of their moronic actions.

This is NOT AN INVITATION TO PESTER ME WITH INANE, FRIVOLOUS COMMENTS.

You know who you are.

current mood: frustrated

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Thursday, March 24th, 2005
7:47 am
This isn't at all fair.

I want OUT OF HERE. Father wanted me to help him with a project.

Do I have to smash my way out?

current mood: furious

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Thursday, March 17th, 2005
2:15 pm
You all act like you've never seen a dead person before.

current mood: amused

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Tuesday, March 8th, 2005
2:47 am - Wherein I wax poetic.
Regarding Sunday:

Don't think I don't know
Who you are. You will still die
Quite painfully. Yes.

There once was an idiot named Finnigan
Who hadn't the brains of a concussed hen
Spellstruck, I ran into him
If he tells what happened, then
You'll never hear from that boy again.

I mean that, Finnigan.

Why can I never find a clean pair of blasted socks?

And who painted pink flowers all over my bedposts?

Edit: Oh gods that was me. DEATH WILL NOT BE KIND.

current mood: enraged

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Tuesday, February 22nd, 2005
8:29 pm
I am now a year, a week, and a day older.

This would have been noted at the proper time had the anniversary of the birth of God not been ruined by certain being's insistence upon giving God something to sneeze at, literally speaking. Am quite certain it triggered the plague. Either that, or the fluttery eyes he's making at me every time he sees me. I don't know what's been more off-putting lately, that, or the way Aury's been acting.

If anyone hexed Aury there will be divine retribution JUST FOR YOU. And as I am God, I will make it excruciatingly painful. Congratulations.

Finnigan, you will be getting some of said retribution for free. But then you already knew that.

current mood: irritated

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Tuesday, February 15th, 2005
1:59 am
Finnigan.

I just spent the better part of the night sneezing uncontrollably. Those dratted flowers are now where they belong--in the ground.

And I'm quite sure I told you to stop calling me that.

You just added two months. I thought you might like to know.

current mood: irate

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Tuesday, February 1st, 2005
3:03 pm
The thing about Slytherins is that we're smart enough to weed out our weaklings, instead of just leaving them around to whinge constantly and then coddling them whenever they realise that they're idiots.

current mood: grumpy

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Sunday, January 23rd, 2005
4:36 pm
If anyone attempts to mess with my...with this thing again, I will beat them to death with it.

This is a friendly warning to all of you who think it's funny to piss off God.

current mood: pissed off

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Monday, January 10th, 2005
1:20 am
Everyone should leave Aury alone.

Just because you are too selfish to let someone else care about your little homemaker is no reason to yell at her. So shut up.

Or I'll make you. Permanently.

And to all nosy prefects who will want to be snotty about that, that's a choice, you shirty bastards, not a threat. And it applies to you all as well.

current mood: aggravated

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Monday, January 3rd, 2005
2:08 am
People are back, which makes things less boring.

On the bright side, things are not boring any more.

On the not-so-bright side, there is less chance of me killing a Gryffindor and stuffing it into the closet before Blaise finds me.

Then again, we will only be here for several more months anyway. After that...

Those of you who have offended me, watch your backs. I am a vengeful God.

current mood: angry

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