Carpe Diem Network

Type: Journal post
When: November 3rd, 5 am

I woke up too early. I am dying. If I don't consume my weight in coffee soon, my life is going to be over.

Don't cry for me, Argentina.

For the record, Gif and I are on uncertain ground because waking me up by trying to eat my hair at five in the morning is cruel and unusual punishment.

Bucky, whenever you read this...I'm going to need piggyback rides to class. Please and thank you. Dad sent oreos. They will be your payment.

Edit: Bucky has betrayed me in a manner most foul. If anyone else is willing to give an adorable person piggyback rides because she is tired and also maybe crying, I am no longer giving Bucky my oreos because he, like Brutus did with Caesar, has betrayed me.

Edit 2.0: Our betrayal has been settled. I'm very sorry to my roommates for having fallen out of bed and laughing too loud...at this time of the morning. Steve...please report and tell me if it's true that Bucky has no idea what Donkey Kong is. R...hold me, I'm crying. First they misquote 'It's on like Donkey Kong' and then Bucky called it King Donkey. Jury is still out on whether my tears are from laughter or sadness. My sides hurt. SEND HELP!

[ooc: if you are a 7th year Gryffindor girl, you were probably woken up by Skye dying from laughter and falling off her bed during this post. She's hella sorry]

Type: journal
Date: November 3; afternoon

I got goodies in the mail! My grandparents have come here from Tokyo to visit my brothers and sister in law and plan on staying until my little niece or nephew is born. She's not due until next month but Baba says this gives her a chance to help Catherine get everything ready. And they don't come to America often so when they stay it's for a little while. They'll be here until after the new year so I'll get to see them for winter break.

So this morning I get a huge box filled to the brim with all sorts of treats and junk food from them. This one may take me a while to finish...

( look under here for delicious treats! )

Type : Journal
When : 11/3, mid-morning

Gryffindor is too loud for sleep, not that the news is allowing for sleep. Seven escaped? You'd think someone would realize that "isolated incident" isn't something we're buying anymore.

Type: Journal Post
When: November 3, evening

If anyone was upset, injured, or otherwise negatively impacted by the alcohol in the drinks at the Halloween party, feel free to blame me.  We all make choices we regret, but the important thing is taking responsibility over them. 

Unfortunately those consequences involve listening to Stark talk about how much money he has.  He truly is the people's hero.

[Private to Steve]
How do you put up with my stupidity?

[Private to Ophelia]
I need to know where you stand.

Type: Journal
When: Tuesday 3 November, afternoon

Anyone else getting bombarded with Owls from home about the USA today article? My father sent me one yesterday to reassure me. I've gotten five from my mother. Apparently she's worried that the escaped Deatheaters are all coming to Hogwarts. Or else they are going to attack her in her sleep. Or steal the groceries from her cupboard? Or read her mail? Or... I'm not sure actually what she is going on about anymore.

Type: Journal post
When: November 3, mid afternoon

The dance was fun, but I'm glad I didn't drink any of that punch.

Thanks for helping me with the not-a-costume costume, Gracie!

Type: Journal
Date: November 3; afternoon.

I'm actually kind of glad that I missed the weekend activities. Seemed like things got a little too interesting for my tastes.

I decided to spent my weekend in the room the Dance Club uses to practice with one of the other students. We made this and I have to say I'm kind of proud of it!