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Post by Noah Orchard on Jul 7, 2011 22:33:18 GMT -5
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TOP THREE THINGS NEVER TO DO:
1. Never invited Isabelle Laurentine to a party. I stand by this statement.
2. Never go with Isabelle Laurentine to a party. Slightly less important than the first but still equally important.
3. Never leave with Isabelle Laurentine at a party. Probably the most important of all.
4. Only go to a party when highly intoxicated, unable to make out who anyone is, and extremely, extremely, relaxed.
Shit. I can't count.
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Post by Noah Orchard on Jun 26, 2012 23:30:14 GMT -5
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Olivia Thompson is like the little angel on your shoulder you try to ignore, then flick, then take out with a chainsaw.
Despite my opposition I kind of like her. She's not the best drinking partner, but she did get me out of Hogsmeade and back to the common room without anyone noticing, so props to her.
But, in case I forget: Never give her a pixie stick.
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Post by Noah Orchard on Jun 26, 2012 23:35:56 GMT -5
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It's hard to think about anyone else when you're with Kiki Valentine. Have you seen her? Have you met her? She walks into a room and even the ice starts sizzling. She turns me on like Whoa.
The best part about this girl is that she likes to have fun just as much as I do, and I don't feel a lick guilty about enjoying it.
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Post by Noah Orchard on Jun 26, 2012 23:43:52 GMT -5
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Screw poker, and dares, and guys who put their hand on my thigh, and crazy ex-girlfriends, and jealous current girlfriends, and teenagers, and parties, and drama.
WHERE DID ALL THE FUN GO?
Don't get me wrong - the poker night ended in an epic bang, but it would have been a lot more epic if the fireworks didn't have to include me this time.
I can't help it. I just can't god damn help it, can I? I exited the poker room after Isabelle announced that she slept with Regulus of all people and chased after her while Kiki, my girlfriend, sat there speechless inside. Yeah, I know. I'm really not any better than Regulus after all, so what do I even care.
I'm done. I don't want it anymore. I don't want to be around her. So I won't be. She can figure out her crazy on her own because I'm done loving her. Yeah, I did just say I'm done loving someone. Maybe I can bitch my way out of it.
That leaves the mess I created with Kiki to deal with. So looking forward to that.
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Post by Noah Orchard on Aug 9, 2012 23:19:15 GMT -5
My mom always used to tell me: “Noah, if you try hard enough, you can have it. The sky is the limit- you can do anything and have anything you want as long as you work for it. That’s the best thing about life, it’s completely up to you.” It’s really nice when parents encourage kids, but they’re completely misguided. I never doubted what she said; it stuck with me, and I’ve gone about with that mindset toward everything and it did always work out. I have gotten whatever I wanted and it’s been easy. Then I met Isabelle, and I realized: I can try and try for what I want most, but I still don’t get to have it. It’s not up to me.
I guess the sad thing about this whole thing is that she was the only person I wanted that was ever worth having. The only person I would have gone to the sky for.
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