. . . infinity on h i g h

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
He's weirded out

m o o d: tired

I, for the life of me, can't stop fighting with Livy! If it's not over something serious, then it's over something silly. If it's not over something silly, it's over something serious! Like her Independence, for example. She's sixteen, for Merlin's sake, she can be as dependent as she wants! Why can't people enjoy their young-ness when they still can?! It will disappear soon enough, and then you'll have to start sucking up your whines, and actually be and adult and...GAH!

Then, it was okay for a moment, but then she had to throw that Edwards girl into the mix. As if me stressing out wasn't enough I've got her to tell me she talked to her?! What the eff?! HONESTLY! As if I weren't insecure enough, she just has to add into the mix that two girls have been talking about me behind my back! And I can't stop using exclamation marks! I don't need her to go meddling in my business. Especially if it's girl business. As if it weren't enough she and Danielle are best friends, now she and Jenna have to be all buddy-buddy? Besides, what's there to discuss with this girl? NOTHING! NADA! I haven't heard from her in these past days, so there's absolutely nothing going on. I don't caaaaaaaareeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I don't. I don't!

AND SHE CALLED ME PIERRE-BEAR!

WHAT THE HECK?!

Bah. Whatever. I'm going for a walk.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
He can be a real downer.

m o o d: depressed

little girl,
butterflies and multicolored ribbons
toys and a pink earth
the sky is made of cotton in blue, whatever you choose
tender lullabies and comfy pillows
in the night when your daddy comes to tuck you in
and gives you the world in that soft kiss
that’s why you are daddy’s girl in this wide world
little girl, daddy’s girl, see the rainbow?
see how it blots out in the adult sky?
see how the sun don’t shine in the middle of the night?
it’s under your daddy’s thumb
see how the moon doesn’t bright up your day?
it’s in his coat where he keeps your innocence & toys
he loves, loves
he says
he takes, takes, takes
he prays

little girl, when did you start seeing murder instead of flowers?
little girl, when did you start crying for endless hours?
little girl, why do you sleep with a light on?
when did your world turn over?
why are you bleeding little girl?
and now you hate
and see everything chaste
under your daddy’s thumb
the sun won’t shine again
because the candy is now rotten
and all your sweet smiles have turned bitter
and your little dimple has gone out as a hitter
bruises, little girl?
and he sighs: don’t cry precious, precious girl
and we say: get away
little girl?
little girl?
and he kisses and tries to make everything right
but it’s not like it used to be at night
she cries and cries
and we are scared
because she’s still daddy’s girl

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
He tends to be a touch snarky.

m o o d: tired

I have come to the conclusion that I, indeed, am a klutz. Awkward, uncoordinated, and just plain lame. And it took me eighteen years of my life to get to that conclusion. Aren't I just a bundle of fun? In fact, my life has reached such a level of fun-ness that I might as well just go to bed already! At six in the evening! Isn't that wild? After all that insane and unbridled partying I did up there on my broom as I flew to clear my head from the gloom and doom that inspired that "kill-me-now" poem from the previous page.

I.DON'T.KNOW.WHAT'S.UP.WITH.ME.

If someone knows could they please tell me?

I'd like to be informed of what my body decides to do next, thank you very much.

By the way,

If you're wondering why I've suddenly re-taken to flying with a vengeance, you might be interested in knowing that I'm gonna try out for the Quidditch team again, now that Burke's gone off Merlin knows where. Then again, maybe I won't. Everyone knows I've got enough ridicule in my life as it is. Right?

Right.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
IS FREAKING OUT.

March 11

m o o d: confused

Okay, so...

WHAT THE F*CK JUST HAPPENED?!

Did Olivia Thompson and I just kiss?! HELLO? Someone just wake me up already. Or you know, call the twilight zone police. Because something's really wrong. Not that I minded the kiss, but you know, the fact that it's the first time I've ever kissed someone willingly kind of makes it a big deal. I KNOW! What was I thinking!? It's Livy! Now things are going to be all awkward and stuff. I can already feeeeeel it creeping on my bones. I'm such a huge sucker. I can't deal with these kind of things, no matter how much I ranted to her about this not changing anything, and whatever. I know this is going to change something. Perhaps not that big of a chunk, but it will still affect something, and I'm not okay with that!! How did this happen?

Okay, I guess I do know how it happened. I asked Livy to help me practice my shots over at the Quidditch pitch, but then it was cut short, because the little witch forgot she had an essay due tomorrow for McGonagall for animagi. I offered to help her? I mean, after bearing with me for that amount of time, and my awful shots, and even letting a couple of them in...well, that was the least I could do, right? Besides, I distinctly remembered having leftover notes from that class in the bottom of my trunk. Or somewhere in this mess I call my dorm.

But whatever. Thing is I fell asleep and I suddenly start dreaming. At least I thought I was dreaming, because in my dream, everything tasted like chocolate, and well, yeah, someone was kissing me. I mean, nothing new there either, right? Considering the kind of dreams I've had in the past (SHUT UP!), that was pretty tame. So, I was like...why not? So I start kissing back...except this time it's not really a dream, but more like...well, yeah...You know, right? Must I spell it out?

ItwasLivyokay?

AKDFGAKDFJAKDJ!!!! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!! HOW CAN I EXPLAIN THIS TO YOU?! IT WASN'T MEANT TO HAPPEN!!! EVEN LIVY SAID IT WAS A MISTAKE, AND HOLY SHIT, REALLY, WHY AM I FREAKING OUT OVER THIS?! I WAS THE ONE KEEPING A LEVEL-HEAD BACK THERE AND KFJALKDJALKDJFLAK.

Fuck me.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Is still hung up on what happened.

Mar 12

m o o d: tired

So Livy and I kissed, and I've got an Edwards in my mind. Can someone please tell me how this happened? And no, I'm not talking about how the kiss happened. As I demonstrated previously, I'm pretty sure how that happened. It's just ridiculous, to be honest. This is way much more drama than what I'm worth. And girls are complicated.

I should be gay.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Is pretty useless.

March 14

m o o d: tired

Okay, this is silly. I haven't done anything with myself except go to classes, practice my flying mad skillz and returning to my dorm. And blasting music. Mustn't forget the music.

I have to stop drawing her. It's creepy.

And I have to stop thinking about the...other day.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Needs to think. As always.

March 14

m o o d: bored

Frick this, I'm going to the lake.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Was out-manned...by a girl.

March 14

m o o d: relaxed

I knew drawing her was not a good idea. But do I ever listen to my instincts? Of course not. Why should I? It's not like it's ever worked before, right?

Yeah, I'm an idiot.

But hey. At least this idiot is on talking terms with Jenna Edwards again. That's right. You read it right. I don't know who 'you' is referring to exactly, but yeah! I think Livy had something to do with this, truth be told, because of what she said on the note, and because Jenna mentioned her also? Anyway, like I said, I went out to the Lake, and guess who popped out of nowhere? That's right. Jenna frigging Edwards. Cute little girl can climb trees and enjoy suckers while embarrassing me. Who does she think she is, huh?!?! One day! She shall see how much of a biatch Karma can be. You just don't mess with Karma! You don't! >.<

Anyway, I digress.

She saw the sketches, I was ashamed and obviously blushed. We carried on as I tried to ignore the fact that I knew that she knew what I knew in the first place, and we both apologized. Which was weird? Because I didn't expect her to apologize to me any time soon? But people still can surprise me from time to time, and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't appreciated.

She apologized, and of course, after that, how couldn't I apologize? If I didn't, I'd just come across like a friggin' dirk. Yes, more than what I've been, alright? Do I need to spell it out? I KNOW I'M A DOUCHE. Nothing new there. We all know this, and certainly, after this experience, Jenna Edwards knows it too. Poor girl, she had to handle this creep who didn't talk to her, but sketched her? Yeah, I'd be running for the hills now. Except...she didn't? Which makes me wonder about her sanity. Then again, if she is a little bonkers, who am I to judge? After all, no insanity assures you a very boring person. So at least she and I will have something to umm...talk about? Gah, what does it matter? It's not like...anything of consequence will come out of this...right?

Especially after what happened with...well, yeah.

Ugh.

Anyway, I'm divagating.

Root of the matter?

Jenna&Pierre? ♥

Acquaintances--friends?--again.

Yup.

Kay, bye.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Adores the way Wynter is. Not.

March 15

m o o d: angry

My happiness was too much for the universe to bear.

This girl is certifiably insane.

Can someone please tell me why do I even bother anymore?

She just doesn't get it.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
He's trying to stop swearing.

March 15

m o o d: lethargic

By the way, I made the team.

Hell, fucking yeah!
Heck fricking yeah.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Wants to fix her.

March 21

m o o d: sad

There's something wrong with Jacqueline Fontaine, considering the fact that she tried to kill herself once, and today I was convinced she was going to do it again, but there's more to it than that.

Jacqueline Fontaine is lonely.

And I, for the life of me, can't figure out why I want to remedy that.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
He doesn't want to graduate.

March 28

m o o d: sleepy

I'm two years from graduating, so I think it's high time I started considering--fer real--what I'm going to do with my life? I don't have a plan. I mean...what will I do once I'm not able to come back here every year? Where will I stay? What will I live off? All's good when you have house elves attending to your every need, but what am I going to do with my lazy bum once I'm out on the streets? I need a place of my own. But to be able to afford that, I need a job. And to acquire a job, I must know what I want to do.

Fuck.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Is going to be a photographer.

April 1

m o o d: determined

So, after driving myself absolutely bonkers for the last couple of days, I tihnk I've finally come to a conclusion, yes?

Photography.

Makes sense, no?

I mean, even if it doesn't make sense, it doesn't matter, because that's what I'll be doing.

Damn right.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Pretends he doesn't like Marlene, but he does.
Deep, deep down.

April 4

m o o d: anxious

Right.

So don't even ask me why I was talking to McKinnon. It's just one of those random and 'this-belongs-in-an-alternate-universe' thing that happens every once in a while. Especially around McKinnon, you know? Anyway, that's not my point. My point is that I was talking to her, and she, somewhere amidst her ramblings, mentioned something about a party. Now, I don't mind her talking at me that much when I can zone her out, but she was just so damn insistent with this, what with waving her hands in front of my face and stuff, it was hard to keep ignoring her. So I paid attention. And seriously? SIRIUSLY?!

A party for a dude that she messed up with.

Sirius.

That's right, people. She's insane.

I don't understand how that woman works, to be honest. Then again, who does? No wonder she's single. Again. Which means she gets to spend more time badgering me in classes. Whoop-de-doo. Can you see I'm just dying from the excitement? Yeah. McKinnon in my fantasy come true. Because I have very morbid fantasies, apparently. Bleh. She wants me to help her hand out the invites. I tell you, the guy's birthday is like a zillion years away, and she's already planning the invites. There's something innately wrong with that.

Yes, there is.

[pierrescham]

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Random Pierre Fact of the Day:
Can drown in self-pity unless stopped.

April 8

m o o d: sad

I miss you.