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| Tues:: February 3, 1998 || Against Professors |
[13 May 2008|08:22am] |
Yeah, I'd just like to say that I am not and will never be an auror. Same goes for majority of those present at Hogwarts. So, what I'd like to know is why the bloody hell we've got to participate in something like this stupid Defense project?
I suppose it's not surprising that Professor Snape wants to be deemed a fun and creative educator. But, honestly, this new method is not benefiting anyone. If anything it's diverting our attentions and time from other more important things. Example: Slughorn's monopolization on potions apprenticeships! My life.
D'you think the headmistress could have the power to let some of us opt out if we have valid reasons for it? Unlikely, but it's a thought.
. Lisa T
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| January 18, 1998 - Sunday Morning |
[27 Apr 2008|03:14pm] |
Quidditch match today. It seems to be the only thing people are talking about. Don't get me wrong I like quidditch, I do I'm just...not really in the mood to go. But I will...since I'm a nice, supportive, caring friend who does things even if she doesn't want to. Plus, if I don't go - Ravenclaw will lose. And we wouldn't want that! We'd never hear the end of it, the common room would be drenched in tears, then it would mildew and smell and be very unpleasant. It wouldn't be pretty.
Seriously, though, if Ravenclaw doesn't win today - I'm disowning the entire team and voting them out of the cool kids club. So make it happen, people. Make it happen!!
- L. Turpin.
P.S. In other news, I think Jackson's sick - he won't come out from under the bed. I'm tempted to take him to see Pompfrey just to be a total bint. But I don't...because I'm a nice, caring, person...... Hem.
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| January 5th, 1998 - Monday - During Study Hall |
[14 Apr 2008|12:01pm] |
So...I admit it. I left my journal here at Hogwarts all break. Yes, on purpose. No, I didn't miss any of your fantastic handwriting. I hope everyone got the junk stuff I sent for Christmas. The wizarding post office clerk in Leeds....hated me. He tried to charge me extra for sending the stuff out two days before Christmas. Which is a load of rubbish! And he didn't get away with it, mind.
Anyway, my holiday was decently spent. Details are hardly important....seeing as I didn't catch any near fatal diseases or win any musical contests or travel abroad. I did have to entertain a rather snotty house guest though. I mean Merlin, no one ever told me Gryffindors were awful to have in your house for longer than a day. Thank Rowena she was toilet trained and got on with the animals. Hahaha. KIDDING!!
For the record, I owe my life and sanity to Katherine. If you hadn't come, love, I'd probably be in azkaban for hexing my brother dumber than he already is. And Lydia would still be stuck out by the pond - to which I'd likely have been blamed for. Ha-ha!
Oh! And attention Michael Corner: I have your birthday present in my trunk. Remind me after classes to get that to you.
On with Study Hall!
~ Lisa M. Turpin
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| December 18,1997 - Late Thursday Evening |
[28 Mar 2008|12:45am] |
[Ward to Friends and Customers excluding Smith]
Attention: Zacharias Smith is a fucking idiot. Whatever went wrong with his ugly mug had nothing to do with the product I sold him. I used the exact same batch of Blemish Be Gone I'd given him myself and it's been distributed amongst some of you before break as well. There is nothing wrong with it! I'm not even going to waste my ink on the matter considering he's a slanderous bastard who's obviously not as careful with his evening process as he likes to think. But I figured I should clarify this matter before I started getting more asshat's sending me recall requests.
I don't do refunds when my products have nothing wrong with them. And those of you who did send me letters already fuck off I don't appreciate your accusations. Consider yourselves on the purchaser's probation list. I don't have the time this term to bother with idiots.
The fucking end,
Lisa M. Turpin.
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| December 5, 1997 | Friday | After Dinner |
[14 Mar 2008|04:59pm] |
Poetry from the second floor girl's restroom:
Dear Mindy Finklehorse,
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I bloody hate your face
And your mother hates it too.
It astounds me that such intellect is being molded here. Hogwarts is clearly very much stuffed with class. I had to share.
- Lisa
P.S. I'm not going to Smith's "I'm A Big Ponce Party." Someone entertain me instead. Cards or something?
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| November 29, 1997 - Saturday - Breakfast |
[08 Mar 2008|10:34am] |
Quick!! I need to borrow a camera.
And a volunteer to fly about on a new Skytopper5 broomstick for awhile.
It's for a little project I'm doing.
- Lisa T.
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| November 25, 1997 - Tuesday - Study Hall |
[04 Mar 2008|08:57am] |
For the record: I bloody loath Defense Against the Dark Arts!!! I really should have dropped it when I had the chance. And no, it's not because of Professor Snape. Personally, I think he's an ace teacher in Potions. Much better than that nuisance Slughorn I'm just not loving all this extra reading I'm going to have to do for this next essay.
In other news: It's my birthday Thursday. I think someone should make me a pie.
- L. Turpin.
P.S. ( Warded to Zacharias Smith & Against Authority Figures )
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| November 18, 1997 - Tuesday |
[26 Feb 2008|04:04pm] |
What a load of RUBBISH!
Attention Ravenclaw: My mother's sent the annual birthday tin of never ending Carmel Coco treats, today. You know, the one that has something different in it every-time you open the damned thing? Free for all in the common room. The charm ends on the 28th.
- L. Turpin.
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| November 9, 1997 - Sunday - After Dinner |
[17 Feb 2008|07:14pm] |
Hogsmeade was productive. I was finally able to pick up my 2 boxes at the Post Office. The clerk seemed a bit annoyed that they'd been there for over three weeks. But personally, if I'm paying for a post-box there the man can deal with it. Honestly, it's part of the service he's providing. I really don't see why it was such an issue.
Anyway... I had a specific reason for posting today.
Someone has been leaving their newly purchased Zonko's chewing gum on the common room side tables. Now, whoever's been trying to save their chewed gunk should just stop, please. It's a vile habit that's not benefiting anyone. If anything it's defiling clothes and just a nasty breeding ground for germs. If I find out who it is - I'm going to punish you personally with or without the support of the staff.
That said. I'm done.
- Lisa Turpin.
( To All Clients )
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