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Vacation. [27 Aug 2002|03:27am]
[ mood | giddy ]


I never thought I would be able to do anything amusing and/or worth while this summer. Fortunately, I was very, very wrong.

Father and Uncle Octavion had managed to take off of work for a week, and we got to go to the Caribbeans!

I had so much fun. Laying in the sun, staring at millions of hot, luscious, shirtless boys is my perfect description of heaven. As if you weren't expecting it, I got a good deal of time visiting those shirtless boys, if you catch my drift. Heh eh.

Poor Lucius got sun-burnt the last two days we were there. I told that fool to put on some sunscreen, but it's not as if he'd actually listen to me. So, he was crisped like a lobster. It was rather adorable. I do hope the pictures come out well.

Alice was forced to come along, of course, since she's been staying with us while her pathetic parents settle their divorce. Unsurprisingly, she stayed in her room majority of the time. Not that I minded, of course. The less I see of her face, the lower the risks of blindness.


[Private]

Really, though, Alice and I had a lot of fun. We did the things we normally do - you know, listening to music, getting drunk, and pigging out on popcorn. It's nice to have her around. We hardly get to spend time with eachother anymore. I missed that.

[/Private]


I'm off to brag, now. Cheerio.
[8] potty-mouths - eat shit


Hmm... [24 Jul 2002|10:33pm]
[ mood | nauseated ]

This weekend was so boring. Mum and Dad dragged me to one of their late-night drinking parties - one filled with fifty-year-old perverted fat men with no teeth. It was absolutely disgusting, having those pathetic nimrods touch you and get their nasty slobber on you.


[Gryffindor-block]

To make it somewhat worse, he and his parents decided to show face, also. The "folks" spent a good chunk of the night trying to get us in to a bedroom. As good as that might have normally sounded, I was too disgusted to think about sex. And Jesus Christ, it's no fun if your parents approve of it, let alone support the matter.

[/Gryffindor-block]


Ah, well, I'm tired, and I have the worst headache imaginable. I think I'm going to dump my laundry out for the house elves, then head off to bed. Goodnight, fucktards.
[4] potty-mouths - eat shit


Summer can die. [18 Jul 2002|04:40am]
[ mood | bored ]

I am going to go insane in this secluded manor. There is nothing here but acres and acres of trees, not to mention my obnoxious, drunken parents.


[Gryffindor-block]

I'm tired of having to be a perfect little brat around them. It's sickening, how they think I'm such an angel. I can't imagine what would happen if they found out I'd rather be at school, fucking random boys in the janitor's closet. God, how I need to get laid.

[/Gryffindor-block]


Lucky was amusing for a period of time. But that eventually died, like everything else.

I suppose that's all for now. I'm still waiting for this whore to allow comments in her journal - I would love to have a little "chat" with her. Skank.
[15] potty-mouths - eat shit


Toads. [16 Jul 2002|10:58pm]
[ mood | bland ]

I'm thoroughly convinced that rats have infested the Earth. I can't believe I agreed to get one of these stupid contraptions. As if someone like myself loves to sit around and read other people's pathetic "poor me" writings. Please.

I just want everyone to know that I am here under protest. If one word leaks out that I might have a diary, I will know what fools to blame (yes, Gryffindor slime, that would be you).

I haven't much to say. Maybe I'll bless you with my presence at some other time.
[25] potty-mouths - eat shit


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