David Tennant's face of the day

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I think I can do this guys. I think I can get through this week of death and projects and assignments and still be alive and not a failure when Friday comes along. Wot's grad school but undergrad on steroids, right?

Got me some house points! 21, actually, which isn't that much. But considering my love for Hufflepuff, that might as well be 21,000. If anyone wants to duel me, my username is GhostStorm34 (thanks for making me feel like I'm five again and creating my first email/AIM screenname J.K. Rowling). I'm still a little frustrated with the site, due to the whole me being in the middle of brewing a potion and then facing that damn message screen and consequently failing at brewing the same, simple, potion eight times. But otherwise, hanging on there despite my frustrations.

David Tennant's face of the day

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I love Saturdays. I love being able to wake up at noon or 1pm and not feel like I've wasted the day. I love making coffee in the morning, or my lovely mate of the room variety bringing me a cup. I love lounging around in my pyjamas for as long as I damn well please. Especially rainy Saturdays, because that's just an even better excuse to not ever do anything at all. Granted, I had to go out in the downpour to get some stuff, but that's not the point.

My arms aren't sore yet from climbing, and I'm wondering if that means I didn't push myself hard enough, or simply that it'll sneak up on me when I least expect it. I'll let you know if I can type or not later, it's Pottermore and coffee time (I've begrudgingly accepted my Hufflepuff status and am willing to enter the fray of duels and class and etc. got to win my house some points, as long as I'm in it).

Stopping the world

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I got into Hufflepuff.

Is it wrong that I would rather be cunning and evil and manipulative and risk being a Death Eater than be loyal and patient and a surprisingly good finder?

David Tennant's face of the day

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I don't know why this happened or how it happened, and I honestly don't think I want to know these things. It's so much more entertaining imagining the possibilities.

On the equally bright side, finally got my Pottermore email! I've almost made it to the Sorting Hat, got my wand and books and all that wonderful nonesense (my wand is pretty awesome too, 12 and 1/2 inch sycamore, dragonecore, surprisingly swishy). I feel like I'm going to get into Hufflepuff...I don't want to get into Hufflepuff, there's too much internal prejudice against them for no real reason other than they really got the worst description in that first Sorting Hat song in book 1. Also, Cedric Diggory.

Still, probably going to get into Hufflepuff, and probably going to have to begrudingl deal with it. Though if it were a real Sorting Hat, my thoughts of 'not Hufflepuff! Not Hufflepuff!' would insure (for the most part) that I didn't go there. Unless, of course, it didn't think I fit into anywhere else. But...I'm just going to stop.

Hufflepuff Tribute: part deux

Badger, badger, badger.

Hufflepuff Tribute

As a major obsessive fan of Hufflepuff, I tend to (like many others) make fun of Hufflepuff, as if it's New Jersey to a New Yorker(no offence) or Canadia to an American (again, no offence). So I felt like it was only fair to dedicate a few posts to the poor, overlooked Hogwarts house.

Starting with a personal favourite: