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Post by marielle on Oct 13, 2009 16:51:13 GMT -5
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Post by marielle on Dec 18, 2009 21:25:48 GMT -5
Today is the first day of summer and all I've been able to do all day is decide which fingernail polish would look better with my dress for tomorrow. My French friends think it would be a good idea for us to have an old fashioned tea party. I have no IDEA what nail polish matches a dress with red and white polka dots. One day into the summer and I already need Julie and Kiki.
Why was I born a girl?!!!!! Besides the obvious genetic reasoning. WHY?!
I think I'll come down with the flu.
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Post by marielle on Jan 11, 2010 22:30:51 GMT -5
I lied to my mother and floo powdered to England all for the sake of fixing Kindles. No not THAT kind of fix. Fixing whatever is wrong with her. She's a bit crazy to be honest (for once) so I took her back to the shop she was purchased at. That store owner, she'd better watch her back. She wasn't helpful at all. At least Kindles got back at her by causing a disruption. She lunged at a boy's new pet owl. I forgot to feed her breakfast, probably because my whole daily schedule was thrown off. I really hate when my schedule isn't correct. This boy is named Trey and he's a Ravenclaw at Hogwarts. He's shy like me, so I don't know if we can be friends. I mean he's in another house and how many secret friends will I be able to hide? But we'll see, I mean he is nice and decent. I gave him an alias, Daisy, so I can always change my mind later if I want to.
I love having options.
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Post by marielle on Feb 2, 2010 12:39:36 GMT -5
I feel like I'm floating on air. Can such a feeling be real? It looks like my heart is at it again. I barely even know this boy, I'm not sure I want to know more. He's too, wonderful. Is that possible? Mere keeps looking at me funny, she always knows when I've met someone. She probably wonders where I met him. I just smile and go back to painting. I'm painting Diagon Alley, and it's lovelier than ever.
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Post by marielle on Mar 16, 2010 12:16:04 GMT -5
Juliette and I met up in Diagon Alley after my run in with Trey the hunk, and I was surprised. We actually had fun. See, summer is wonderful. I forget what houses people are in and I have the best time. I like writing owls to her, she helps me with fashion and she keeps me up with what is going on in England. It was good to see a friend and be able to go out with them in public. I don't know how we got this way, but there's some strange force that keeps bringing us together. I hope the mystery is revealed soon.
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Post by marielle on Mar 16, 2010 12:19:36 GMT -5
It's been awhile, I know. I couldn't think of how I would say this. I thought of one.Severen Snow is so LAST YEARTrey is so FOREVERI went to his farm, me on a real farm, and we rode horses, horses. And we kissed. And I am now officially a girlfriend again but not just any girlfriend, I'm his girlfriend. I don't care how I might regret this once summer is over, I'm on top of the world right now. We kissed and it was magic, and I adore him, and he's the sweetest guy I've ever met. Oh, and his friend Julian hates me. But who really cares about that.
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Post by marielle on May 8, 2010 18:35:18 GMT -5
(saved)
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Post by marielle on May 8, 2010 18:49:29 GMT -5
I cannot believe myself. I broke up with him. I broke up with Trey. No I don't know why I did it! I have no excuse. He was so upset and hurt and I was in the stables hoping to be alone and then out of nowhere he showed up. But I suppose it wasn't out of nowhere because he loves horses and if I was avoiding him I should have been able to do better than that. It came out, and I wasn't very sensitive. I wanted to cry but I didn't because if he hates me, it'll be easier. He can move on. At least one of us can. But before he left, he said he loved me. He said he loved me and I just stood there staring at him. Mercy what is wrong with me?! I've been crying all day and I haven't left my room and I told my roomates if they came in I would do something very nasty to them. So they stayed away.
No boy has ever said he loved me. And I just stomped all over his heart.
I am a Slytherin. I am awful.
Because I think I love him too.
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Post by marielle on Jul 29, 2010 23:09:38 GMT -5
Oui, I am miserable. My roomates now avoid me like the plague because the redheaded one came in our room when I was crying and I screamed at her. I think my head almost fell off and she ran away. Good, I am not sorry. I hate them with their perfect curls and flirty nature. I hope I make them cry as much as I am. They are so arrogant. Why do they know how to talk to boys? How do they always know what to do?
Fine, I hate them. I hope they feel the burn from the words on these pages and that it haunts them in their dreams.
I miss Trey. How pathetic. [/blockquote]
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