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Jelena Louise Dorny
22 January 2008 @ 09:35 am
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I have to go to what?

This is really not at all that funny. I'm a Ravenclaw for fuck's sake, AND my parents are going to KILL me if they ever find out.

Oh god. Um, Hufflepuffs? Has Daina seen those pink things yet?

I'm so dead.

I need a hug.
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
09 January 2008 @ 11:28 pm
Bloody hell, Robert! Did you honestly have to lock my guitar away AND charm the lock so I couldn't open it without the key? Oh. And then put wards on the key so that I can't touch it?

Some fantastic brother you are.

If I don't do something other than stare at revision notes all day, I am going to go mad! I think I'm at least already 90% of the way there. And we all knew I was already a little bit mental to begin with, so it won't take a mighty shove to set me over the edge.
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
24 December 2007 @ 04:06 pm
Home. Recovering. I haven't studied yet. Hangover is owww pretty bad.

Concert was fabulous, by the way. AND I got to talk to Myron Wagtail! So. Amazing. And kinda avoided Merton for about as long as I could without raising Robert's suspicions. Oh, speaking of Robert, AND MY BROTHER CAME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!

I still have absolutely no idea why Daina's so grumpy - other than being forced to come home. I mean, why would anyone want to stay? Especially this ye-

Oh, god. Make Mum stop yelling! My fucking head fucking hurts!

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She flunked WHAT?! How do you flunk History of Magic? It's history! It doesn't CHANGE! How do you even get a T for Charms? It's Charms! And Professor Flitwick is a wonderful teacher.

I think I just overheard the reason why.
 
 
Current Mood: sickhung over
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
07 December 2007 @ 10:21 am
For once, that howler that came from home was not in fact for me. Are you all surprised?

I have no idea why, especially this particular year, my sister does NOT want to go home for Christmas. Even I didn't bother asking to stay. As if I'd want to. Do I sniff the ever docile and picture-perfect, princessy Daina getting rebellious at long last? She sure as hell picked the wrong timing.

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Current Location: Great Hall
Current Mood: confusedconfused
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
30 November 2007 @ 11:05 pm
There are several ridiculous things about these ridiculous floating mistletoe.

One, Oakby hasn't lasted more than twelve hours at a time without needing to return to the Hospital Wing. He really just needs to book himself a permanent bed in there, as evidently wising up is out of the question.

Two, a number of you are acting like crazed, hormonal teenagers. Oh, wait. Sorry, that's what you all are. Could you at least tone it down? Just a tad?

Three, some of you are taking advantage of these pesky things a slight too much. Being forced to witness five minute snogs, tongue and all, is sick-making, not romantic. I'm fed up with Astronomy as it is. Don't make me want to skive it anymore that I already do.

Four, ugh. I just ended up with one because, being laden with a bookbag, and distracted by Natalie's endless chattering, I didn't LOOK when I entered the stupid Common Room. I'm not mortified. I'm just REALLY not in the mood.
 
 
Current Mood: annoyedannoyed
 
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
23 November 2007 @ 12:36 pm
Eh.  
The coffee tastes like crap, I don't feel like tea, my sister ate all my Ice Mice, and I cannot write anything - academic or creative!

Argh.
 
 
Current Mood: restlessrestless
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
03 November 2007 @ 10:48 am
Blonde, princessy, sixteen-year-old girls with blabber-mouths and seemingly cute dispositions are supposed to cute and cuddly and physically harmless, right? Dead wrong, sunshine.

Exhibit A: Daina just gave me a black eye. I wasn't even doing anything - I was merely pointing out that she sounded painfully like a superficial airhead, and if she didn't stop, I was going to disown her was being annoying and encouraged her to stop.

Meanwhile, I am somewhat awed that she had the guts to punch me. I never thought she had such a spine. Maybe she's more of a Dorny than I'd thought all these years. Anyway, I wish my eye didn't have to hurt so much - ow, ow, ow!

I'm not even going to comment on Demelza's remark about Cassius and myself dating - blergh.

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Current Mood: soresore
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
29 October 2007 @ 10:14 pm
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Okay, remember when I said I was going to be different henceforth? I LIED! Well, not at the time, I didn't. But CIRCUMSTANCES HAVE CHANGED!

I am so happy! So excited! Oh my!

Weird that she looked so freaked out when I didn't dye it back straight away, though. Hmm. I should ask - Actually, you know what? I don't want to know.


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Current Location: My dormitory
Current Mood: jubilantjubilant
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
22 October 2007 @ 11:38 pm
That latest racket you're hearing in the Common Room? Not. My. Fault! I swear, I only taught the boy a few chords, I didn't think he'd be that loud! Usually when you're only just learning, playing in front of people is out of the question. And even if you do? It's unconfident and on the quiet side.

Ugh. I am not going to apologise for teaching someone how to play a progression of E minor, G, A and C.
 
 
Current Mood: distressedfacepalming
 
 
Jelena Louise Dorny
13 October 2007 @ 11:45 pm
Inspired by the genius' of Jack Sloper and Adrian Pucey - I've decided to start a game. Of question and answer. Interested parties, please, join in as you wish.

Let's see if I can get something interesting out of you lot.

So, to start the ball rolling: Do you own one or more bottles of hairspray?
 
 
Current Mood: boredbored