Carpe Diem Network

Type: Journal post
When: October 8th, end of the school day

I haven't even started my homework and I'm already over it.

Type: Journal post
When: October 8th, Lunch Time

Hellooooo Hogwarts! You can call me Duo and I'm fresh meat. I just got in yesterday, got sorted into Gryffindor (go lions?), but I don't start classes until Monday. Apparently I will need time find my way around the school?

What do you guys do for fun? As zero technology works here. Yes, I'm what you would consider a muggle born. If you have an issue with that I don't care.

How where the hell is the great hall? I'm hungry.

Type : journal
When : 10/5, 11am

So. I wrote home. I thought it might be good with everything happening. I mean, I'm muggleborn. Something could happen any time. I had to... Apologize and all.

What: Journal post
When: 9/29, after dinner

...I think I ate something weird at dinner because I think I'm hallucinating. Is anyone else hallucinating? I ate the pork chops and some apple sauce if that helps any.

What: Journal entry
When: September 27th, afternoon

I don't even know what to say. I can't believe this happened. We were attacked and someone was killed. Gareth was killed.

Everything hurts. I'm never going to see him again. That's so scary.

What: Journal entry
When: Sunday, 9/27, afternoon

[Lots of angry French cursing]

[Locked to Students]

This is absolute bullshit. We've always been told that we are safe here and yet this happens. They got on the grounds, who's to say the next time they won't get into the castle? I'm not going to stay in my room hiding if that happens. If I'm going to be attacked I'm going to fight back.

I'm not good with a wand, but if someone is willing to show me I'll teach you how to protect yourself without one.

Type: Journal
When: Midday Tuesday 23 September

It seems to be getting easier to laugh at the so-called rumours. Last time my sister was pregnant, now she's paying people to pretend to sleep with her. One needs to wonder if the scribbler author has even met Narissa. Meanwhile the author is clearly concerned with my supposed relationships. Or really, with everyone's relationships in general.

What: Journal post
When: Sunday, September 20th, around 5pm

I really fucking hate lows. Who volunteers to remind me to take my meds

Got back from Hogsmeade, took a nap, accidentally slept for like eighteen hours. Let me tell you that is a disorienting experience. I woke up and I think I freaked a first year out when I asked him what day it was.

First years are so cute.

I'm really hungry, is it dinner yet?

Type: Journal
When : September 20, around noon

Hogsmeade purchases, check. Arithmancy homework, check. I think I need to lock up on the seventh floor for a while. School already is dragging on and part of me just wants to be back out again. Part of me is terrified of the changes with that though.

Type : Journal
When : September 16, 9:30 PM

It's been a pretty productive week, all things considered. I've actually managed (for this split second) to be on top of all my classes and homework. I don't expect it to last but I'll take it for now. Hopefully everyone else is doing well too.

[Private to Ari]
How are you doing?

[Private to Adrian]
Would you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?

Type: Journal
Date: 9/13/2015, morning.

I'm spending the whole day brewing up some energy potions, I used all of them up last week. I think I'm going to go ahead and keep some of the ingredients separated and see if I can get some of you students to brew a perfect one for extra credit. Well, if Professor Banner's okay with that, of course.

I'm also spending the whole day listening to classic Mozart and Beethoven.

I am also trying to decide when my life got to the point where I brew potions on Sundays...

Type : Owl/Package
When: 9/12, before dinner.

( Owl to Adrian )

What: Journal entry
When: 9/12, 9pm

I am so fucking tired. I'm too aware of my fingernails. I'm not sure I'm a person. Someone come punch me in the face until I pass out. I'm not sure I'd feel it. If I start laughing ignore it, it's just the hallucinations.

What: Journal post
When: 9/11, Late evening.
(OOC note: Meru has been in his lab and thus not sleeping in his bed for the last few days. So his feather prank was trapped a few days late.)

Where in Merlin's name did all these feathers come from?? Fuck! Did I lay on a chicken??? Am I halucinating??

What: Journal Post
When: 9/10, morning, after breakfast

SPARKLES NEXT TIME!

SPARKLES NEXT TIME!

SPARKLES NEXT TIME!

SPARKLES NEXT TIME!!!!!!!

Type: Journal Post
When: 10 September Morning

If it were not so widespread it would seem that being tarred and feathered in my bed was revenge for what transpired in the Gryffindor boy's dorm. Except it seems far more widespread than merely Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.

Type : Journal/Video
When : 4:30 am, September 9

Video


[OOC: yeah. This is Jackson playing but since not much with James on piano I borrowed!]

Type: Journal
When: 09/09, After Dinner

The fucker> asshole goddamn fucking idjit that for Bad Romance stuck in my head is going to die if I ever find out who you are. Waling around playing that godawful music. Fucking hell, and worth the reprimand likely coming my way. Gaga of all the horrors.

I think I'm going to go listen to, like, Arch Enemy, Cradle of Filth, Rammstein or... just something vastly better.

What: Journal Entry
When: September 9th, morning

It's always strange to be another year older. With the start of a new semester, I always forget until someone sends me a gift. Usually Adrian or Jackson. I want to talk those of you who did. Jackson, the song is lovely and I'll listen to it over and over... and probably beg you to play it again for me.

[Private to Jackson]

Are you alright? I heard your pillows exploded and saw you with some feathers in your hair.

[Private to Ethan]

Thank you for the lovely gift. I will treasure it always.

What: Journal Entry
When: September 8th, evening, after this

I hear you got into a fight with some pillows and lost. You okay?

Type: Journal Post
Date: Evening, September 8th, after the pillowsplosion.

WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK. Oh my god, our room now looks like pigeons popped some molly, then proceeded to have a dance party all over the fucking place.

I'm literally covered in every feather there ever has been.

It's like a pillow fight happened, except it wasn't sexy, it wasn't in underwear, and there were NO women involved. Just massacring precious sleeping instruments, and disrupting my me time.

All because Jackson had to pick now to have his most recent mental breakdown.

Type: Journal
Date: Evening 8 September

It is always good to get the first week of classes done and find the rhythm again. It is different in that it is for many of us the last year. At some point it will be necessary to figure out the next step, but that will depend on what develops this year. It is poised to be transformative whether one wants it to be or not. and there will be an opportunity to learn new things about who each of us are.

[Private to Ari]
How were classes today?

[Private to Jackson]
Are you sleeping yet?

Type : Journal
When : September 6, afternoon.

I forgot just how stressful school can be sometimes. Homework and teachers, and talking about NEWTs next year. It's all a bit overwhelming. But I am glad to be back. I missed seeing all my friends and doing things with people. Plus nothing is better than using my new wand or seeing Alice and all the Gryffindor girls again!

[Private to Adrian]

I'm a bit worried though. I've been feeling out of sorts the last few days and I'm worried that an attack is imminent. Would you mind if I stayed close to you a bit more. I know a seventh year probably doesn't want someone younger around, but I'd feel safer if I could?

Type : Journal
When : 2:30 am, September 6

This is what happens when I can't sleep.

Any requests?

Type : Journal
When : Sept 4, 11:30pm

I would probably be a bigger fan of being here without the early mornings.

[Private to Adrian]

I miss your bed.

Type: Journal
Date: 9/4/2015, Afternoon.

How's everyone doing? I hope settling back in the past few days has gone well. I'm really happy to see you all again and be back in my dorm, but it's SO strange coming back and knowing that this will be my very last year. How do you just move on from something that's been apart of your life for so long? How am I supposed to do that? Especially since I still have NO IDEA what I'm doing after graduation. Hmph. I guess I don't have to worry just yet. but I probably will anyway

Type : Journal
When : September 4, morning

Alright Gryffindor, I've been nice and gave you all a few days of quidditch free fun. But that's all you're getting. This Sunday will be tryouts followed by a practice. Everyone will be expected to do their best, including current members. Because if someone is better, then they're gonna get your spot. I'm making sure that we're going to get take the quidditch cup again this year and continue with the awesome leadership that Misha gave us... only better since it'll be me. I'll see you there.

Type: Journal post
When: August 31st, Evening

Hahahahahaha.
That shit had be rolling. Virgin blood, really? Someone must have been bored. I hope none of you are really taking that crap seriously. It's quite funny.

Well, I guess we all know what everyone's going to be talking about when we head back to school.

Type: Journal Post
When: Monday 31 August, Afternoon

[Private to Ophelia]
Your first painting has sold.

[Public]
It has often been questioned whether my spot on the team was legitimately earned or not, although the rumor used to be that it was because of my relationship to Wallace Battye. Gabe was the one who slept his way onto the team.

Jackson... if you are going to wear a wig, why would you choose to wear a birds nest on your head and your face.

...Stop throwing paper at me.

Sissy, something I should know? How anyone would notice that you were eating MORE than usual when you already eat as much as a whole Quidditch team though... Seems a little unrealistic.

Type: Journal Post
Date: August 31st, morning

I have a penis and boobs. Clearly, I have no need for a boyfriend when I have the best of both worlds at my disposal.

And in the real world, I don't have a penis. The lack of boyfriend part is right but yeah, the reasons why are totally off the mark. Because I'm pretty sure having a dick wouldn't make me less interested in guys. Just saying.

So, anybody else get a good laugh out of that?

What: Journal post
When: August 31st, noon

Everyone better watch out. I'm dangerous as heck.

Steve why didn't you invite me to your circus? I would have loved to see that! Especially your elephant friend!

And Jackson! I'm your little sister, you could have trusted me with your secret!

Type : Journal
When: August 30, noon

I really like that this thing lets you do video. Also I'm glad that I have not yet driven people insane since I haven't stopped on the piano...well, until now. It's sort of nice to just be able to play without any interference and so I figured why not share a bit with everyone, right?

What: Journal post
When: August 28th, 3am

Well, since people are posting pictures of their pets, I felt that it was important that I get in on the fun. Unfortunately I don't have a pet. I do have an angel, though.



Look at this holy creature. Gaze upon his glory.



Truly, we are blessed to have him walking amongst our kind.

Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go run for my life.

Type : Journal
When : August 25, 1pm

Okay. I think I'm good to apparate. Suggested locations for pausing include Adrian's, Gracie's, and Professor Donovan's. Anyone else feel an urgent need to try to fix me see me? Let me know. I'll do my best to make my way around.

What: Journal post
When: August 23rd, evening
Note: Written in an incredibly messy script - someone is going to need to learn to write with their left hand for a few days!

I broke my hand on a stupid Death Eater's stupid face and I can't do anything with it. I never realized how clumsy my left hand is until now. It feels like I'm trying to do everything backwards. How do people do this all the time. Does it just feel normal for them? This is dumb.

At least I don't have to stay with my mother My daddy hasn't let me out of the house since he heard about what happened in the newspaper. I think he's mad because I just told him that I got into a fight and not about the whole Death Eater attack thing. It wasn't entirely wrong and I didn't want him to worry, but now he is anyway. If they're going to find me in Reliance then they deserve to find me, honestly. I can barely find me here.