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|Monday, May 9th, 2005|
I was and still am a bit concerned with Michael Corner waking up in strange places with strange drawings as well. I went ahead and tried to find him, not that I didn't think Lisa could handle it, but I've felt preoccupied with other things lately, I didn't want to neglect my duties as head girl. I went to find him, and see what I could find out. It seemed however that Lisa found him just fine. If the charcoal smudges on her clothes were any indication, I assume that one or both of them managed to copy down the drawing, I did as well however, just in case.
It's amazing when one little bit of your life is out of whack, and you can't quite put your finger on it, the way it just affects everything else. You might not even know that something is wrong, but you just feel strange. It seems like it's always the most obvious thing in the world, and it's been looking you in the face all along. It just takes a while to get to that point, but when you do . . . Everything starts to fall into place. Even when everything else is still crazy, that one annoying nagging thing is out of the way, and you feel like everything is going to be okay.Recent events that would normally have me in a bit of a strop, I find that they're not at all as drastic as I imagined they might be. I don't know why, well I suppose I do, it just baffles me that it was this easy, just get rid of the thing that's holding you back. In hindsight it makes complete sense and I don't know why I didn't get rid of that particular obstacle before. I think things would have become clearer if we weren't all trying to make things fit where they just didn't work, square peg in a round hole and all. I'm just glad it's worked out.
|Friday, April 15th, 2005|
How can they have Quidditch? How can they expect certain people to concentrate on their studying when they're preoccupied with that game
? I know, Quidditch is life (as recently stated by Justin Finch-Fletchley), and studying takes a back seat when there are more important things to worry about like Quidditch (as stated daily by Ron Weasley). It is all so ridiculous, there are more important things to worry about right now.
I've tried, for seven years to be supportive, I've tried and tried. Don't get me wrong, I LIKE watching Quidditch, I really do, I am GLAD that there is something to help us unwind and rally behind our house teams. I just don't understand why now, why when we have NEWTs and the 5th years have OWLs, why are we thinking about QUIDDITCH?! Not so much why are we thinking about it, but why are we PREOCCUPIED with it?! It doesn't make any sense, where are everyone's priorities?! It's TERRIBLE.
I'm going to study.
|Monday, April 4th, 2005|
I'm REALLY starting to wonder exactly how healthy this little experiment is. Normally, I do my best to see the logic behind what the Headmaster is up to, I like to think that it would promote house unity. I just think it's done nothing but create pandemonium. People are biting, getting elbowed in the face, I'm being subjected to inappropriate breakfast conversation. On the first day, I thought it might have just been a one time thing, like a special occasion, perhaps even a well thought April Fools day prank to pull on the new people at the table, I couldn't have been more wrong.
No, Ron, I still won't explain exactly in detail what
was said that made me turn that colour. I didn't think it was appropriate then, and I certainly don't think it is now. Not to mention, if I didn't want to know that much about a certain Ravenclaw, then I'm sure you don't either.
Although, yesterday morning I did get a few offers to help with my potions assignment, and I did have Lisa Turpin breathing down my neck practically begging to have a look at some of the books I was carrying around based on said subject. So it wasn't an entirely lost conversation, I think the tangents amused me the most, I was actually really pleased to see that they seem to be pretty well in tune with each other, the handful of people that were surrounding Lisa seemed willing to sit quietly for the two minutes she took praying to her deity of the day before she ate. It's very interesting to see the routines of other people up close like that. As dangerous as it might be in some respects as far as certain people are concerned, it should prove to be interesting in the very least.
|Saturday, March 26th, 2005|
Well, I suppose we're really doing this DA thing again then, I am glad for it, if not a bit nervous. I have had some time to sit down with my planner, and come up with a few ideas as to just how I'm going to fit everything in. I got a letter from my Mum, "Don't burn your candle at both ends, Hermione Granger, you know what happens when you do that." I'd like to know just what she means . . . She acts as if I can't handle myself under pressure, or that I might become strained? Of course I'm strained, I've got head girl duties, NEWTs, homework, DA, not to mention the fact that headless bodies are falling out of the sky, the student body is trying to explore different avenues to where that writing on the wall came from.
It's not as if she knows any of this, my letters are starting to have their own template . . . "Dear Mum and Dad, school is fine, I've just been very busy. Schoolwork keeps us pretty well occupied, Harry, Ron and I are all doing very well though. I'll write again soon, I hope all is well with you. Love Hermione." And she sends me a letter back telling me not to burn my candle at both ends, and telling me to be careful, and that she worries . . . I swear, Mothers always know. It's terrifying.
Also, just on a note on the DA . . . Hannah, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but a few of your housemates have expressed a bit of concern about your unique approach to "interviewing" them. Let's try to be just a touch less militant okay?
|Wednesday, March 16th, 2005|
I just don't even know where to begin, according to my instructions, I'm supposed to be assuring everyone that we're safe (especially the younger students), I'm supposed to be willing to lend an ear to anyone who might want to talk, and I've been given a helpful list of things to say.
Let me just say, I tried that, I failed miserably. I am trying to be sensible, and level headed and straight forward. That is supposed to be what I'm good at right? Well even now, I'm finding that I'm miserable at faking it. So another third year came up and asked me what was going on, and I said that I didn't know, but that it was normal to be scared, and that even I was a bit scared, but I still felt safe behind the walls here.
It really doesn't help some of the more colourful things people are whispering to each other, I suppose if that's what they need to do.
The truth is I've spent the last two weeks with my nose in a book, in fact my nose was in a book this afternoon, and when I'm done here, it will probably go right back to a book. I'm utterly speechless, there are no words to make Hannah Abbott tripping over a dead body okay, nothing will make that okay. This is a school, sure, we've long since learned that things here aren't quite the same as other places, but this is ridiculous.
We've lost students, our peers, young people, and now, there is a decapitated body found on the school grounds. There are no words to make all that go away.
|Tuesday, March 1st, 2005|
Happy Birthday, Ron. I hope you had a nice weekend, I know I did even though I hit the roof yesterday. I also hope that your today is nice too.
|Monday, February 28th, 2005|
This is why I choose not to slack off on the weekends, I had to get up at four this morning to finish homework. For the first time in my life, I procrastinated. I kept thinking that if I just set some time aside for it, I would do it, well that failed miserably.
All day Saturday, it was there, nagging me in the back of my mind. I kept pushing it back, and decided I would see to it on Sunday. All day Sunday, it was there, nagging me in the back of my mind. I decided I would see to it after lunch, then dinner, then I would do it right before I went to bed. As I was lying there drifting off to sleep, I knew I would have to get up extremely early to finish it.
So here I am, EXTREMELY tired, and I can't even go to bed early because after dinner I am going to do the homework for tonight. Relaxation is nice, don't get me wrong. However, scheduling time to relax is better than just letting impending doom linger on the horizon and force you to get up at four in the morning. I just know I didn't get very high marks on that homework, my mind wasn't even close to where it needed to be. I probably FAILED. God. What if I failed?
|Sunday, February 20th, 2005|
It seems like we can't get a moment of rest around here. Rest from tragedy that is, it's awful really. It is almost surreal, but I don't think any of us have the heart to be in denial about anything. I don't know why they even played that silly game today. There are much more important things that everyone in this school needs to be doing. We all need time to recover from this, and I hope that Hannah and Ernie know if they need any assitance from me in a prefect situation, or if there's anything I can do for anyone really, it's available.
I'm not even going to try and cheapen anything with words, I don't even know if I have anything to say except how tragic it is. And everyone already knows that. I'm so sorry that this happened, it seems like it's just one thing right after another, and it's completely unfair. I'm not very good with things like this, I complain so much about Ron being tactless (which he completely is) but it seems like I just lack the proper words to put anything in perspective, and if there is anything to be put in perspective at all. Things like death and grief, while they're hard on all of us, the words to describe it are completely lost on me. So I don't even think I ought to try, I'll just stick my foot in my mouth, and no one really needs that right now.
So let me just express my sorrow, and my support for Hufflepuff, and Adalia's friends, and any other student in this school that is touched by this in any way. It's not fair, and I'm sorry. I wish I could do something, or say something to make this easier. I just wish it hadn't happened at all.
|Sunday, February 13th, 2005|
Prank war. I fear I've lost their attention for at least two weeks. Perhaps it will give me time to focus on other things without them looking over my shoulder and asking "Have you figured it out yet?" And for the record. No. I haven't figured it out yet.
I suppose as much as I disapprove (there are more productive things to do after all), it is an ideal time to hide in my room and spend quality time with my books and my cat. Of course the Parvati dodging never really stops. Not that I'm dodging HER, not at all, just the foul smelling nail polish she comes with.
Oh, Miss Parkinson, I will speak to said individuals about their need to disturb the peace with their paper folding and throwing skills. Otherwise, your cooperation is appreciated. Also to whom it may concern, tolerance is a beautiful thing, a good handful of students in this school seem to be severely lacking in it. I suggest you take the time to pick your battles, and think about who your words might be hurting. Honestly, of all the ridiculous things to pick a fight over, and you choose something that hasn't happened for centuries? If one more person that I scold, tells me that their entire family was wiped out by witch burning (so therefore you have a right to be bitter), once I have stopped laughing, I will ask you the age old question of how you possibly came to be if your entire family was wiped out.
Each of you would do well to take a lesson from Miss Turpin and her acceptance of all
things. You just might learn something. Closed mindedness will get no one anywhere in this world, we have enough of it as it is, we don't need to bring religious leanings into it as well. Keep your thoughts, and your hands to yourselves.
|Monday, February 7th, 2005|
I've never been good at talking, and not saying anything. So I'm going to keep it rather simple. Seeing as how a specific person or persons already talk too much, I think it's time to focus on other things.
I just have a few minor things, I feel as though with the slight turn of events in our group project, I've been less than mindful of my duties as Head Girl.
I'd like to ask that whom ever plugged up all the sinks in the main bathroom outside the Great Hall . . . Please don't do that again I think one disfunctional bathroom in this school is more than enough. I know it was someone in this school, because Moaning Myrtle was accounted for during this specific time.
Locker room activities should be, at all times, limited to changing clothes, and showering. This isn't just for the comfort of others, but it's to maintain order as well.
Intentional badgering of a specific person, or group of people on this journaling system is not only childish and ridiculous, but rude as well.
In regards to second years, they are loud in the library. And it's really only getting worse. The students are from every house, my own included. Prefects, please give me a hand here and give a gentle (yes Mister Malfoy, gentle) reminder to the second years, that talking in the library should at least try to be kept to a dull roar. And speaking of prefects. Miss Abbott, while I appreciate your need for a whistle, and I understand where you are coming from. Please
, try and refrain from using it in the actual library.
I'm going to be holding a small discussion for any interested fourth years, who might want to prepare for their OWLs next year. No studying involved, just a quick overview, if any fifth years would like to attend you're more than welcome to as well. If any sixth or seventh year students want to talk about their experiences let me know and I'll put you on the agenda.
Lastly, I apologise for my cat having gotten his paws on some catnip. I've never seen him like that. I, as well as plenty of other people in Gryffindor, probably wish to never see him like that again.
|Wednesday, January 19th, 2005|
I don't like change, I accept that it's good for me, and it's really something that I'm looking to change about myself. Isn't that what you're supposed to do? Recognize a flaw, and then do what you can to change it, or at least make it easier to deal with? Well I'm trying, very hard. I don't know how well it's working. I've never been exceptional at deviating from routine, and lately I find when I do, I'm no better off than I was had I actually gone and done what I normally do. So really, what is the point of change? Or going away from routine?
I don't feel at all bitter or anything like that, I try my best to understand, perhaps I'm just not very good at human interaction. I just think that any normal person would be able to sit still and just be in a room with people and attempt to be social, I am perfectly inept at it! It doesn't help that I am completely incapable of doing what ever it is Ron does to distract Harry from what ever it is Harry refuses to talk to me about. So I just sit there and nod smartly occasionally, and throw in ridiculous meaningless phrases that they probably don't even listen to.
I don't even know why I bother to open my mouth sometimes. I have been told on more than one occasion to just keep it closed. I keep reminding myself that it is the last year, and I'm stressed out, and that is all that is making me edgy, but really, it's not. I spent seven years with my nose in a book thinking I was doing just fine in the social interaction part! I had two best friends! That couldn't have been a bad thing, I even have a boyfriend, and a best friend. Honestly though, how is that for branching out? Not that I feel the need for a new boyfriend, as much as he gets on my last nerve on a daily basis, I am rather fond of him. Still, in situations like this I feel completely useless. My book knowledge isn't going to make Harry feel any better, it's not going to incline him to talk to me. It's not going to make me witty like Ron and able to distract him. Telling Harry to distract himself with homework isn't going to do anything. I mean, what in the hell am I supposed to do really? Nothing. Nothing at all. My purpose is served by telling my boyfriend, and my best friend to do their homework, review their homework, and put up with them snickering at me as I do so. And in the most bizarre turn of events, Harry has taken to telling Ron to do his homework and . . . I wandered around the school for three hours under the pretense of "doing rounds."
I really have been doing an awful lot of whining lately.
|Thursday, January 13th, 2005|
Well it seems like we all have our fair share these days. Every house is wrought by some sort of tension, not only that but the entire school is tense together what with everything that happened over the holidays. Either by what they learned, or saw, or did. Then we come back here, and we're supposed to be distracted by school work, but really our own minds are distracting us from the school work.
I feel like a petulant child, but this really isn't fair, to any of us. We're in our last year of school, we have HUGE tests coming up right around the corner, not to mention the already normal stress of daily homework, and reviewing, and just the plain fact that sometimes it really isn't easy to be this age, and it's a wonder we've not all ended up in St. Mungo's. It's as if we are stuck. We can't think too hard on what's in store for the future, because we can't study, but at the same time we can't get it off of our minds. Then it comes full circle, if we don't study then we won't be prepared
for what's in store for the future.
I'm very distracted, and just a bit antsy. I'm worried and I'm concerned. I feel like I'm being overly cautious and paranoid, but why do I still feel like I'm not being cautious at all? I don't like this, I need black and white. I don't need any gray areas right now. Alright. I'm done whining. How ridiculous, really.
|Friday, December 31st, 2004|
Well, when Ravenclaws make up their mind to do something, they certainly won't take no for an answer. I've just come from paying our fellow school mates a visit in the hospital. While I understand that their intentions were well meaning, I am just sorry for their injuries, and for our school's loss of another student. This is a terrible incident, and it really could have been so much worse. For the most part they seem in good spirits. Well, Lisa Turpin does, but that is nothing new. She does look a bit peaky, so I hope she takes the advice of . . . Well everyone, to get back in bed.
My thoughts are with them while they recover from all of this. It's just so strange how quickly things can go terribly wrong. All of the things I've done and seen since I started school, and it still never ceases to amaze me. I don't think I'll ever really understand the paradox that comes when you achieve a desired outcome, but at the same time there was a price to be paid. It's not fair really. But as my Mother has told me on countless occasions; "Life isn't fair, Hermione." And neither is death apparently.
|Monday, December 27th, 2004|
Christmas at Hogwarts was relatively quiet. Minus a bit of panic on my part in light of Anthony Goldstein going missing. That's really disconcerting, and I certainly hope that every resource is being exhausted in order to find him. I just wish there was something I could do. And I'm sure the Ravenclaws are going slightly insane while all this is going on.
Thank you to everyone for the Christmas gifts, Lisa your gift was certainly . . . Interesting. And I'm sure Ron appreciates his too. I am doing what I can to stay caught up with school and not let myself get too relaxed, I don't think that it would be a very good example if the Head Girl failed to do any of her holiday work. It's bad enough that said Head Girl's two best friends aren't doing theirs.
|Sunday, December 12th, 2004|
I'm very concerned about some of the students in this school. And I'm taking this moment to remind everyone to have a good SAFE holiday season. Please be safe. Everyone.
Lisa's party was enjoyable, it was a nice time to unwind a bit. And it seemed like everyone else had a nice time. There certainly was a lot of different foods to try. And for some reason I was not at all surprised that those little chocolate treats were the first to go.
I also had a little conversation with her, just girl to girl. There are just some things that I would hate to see happen, especially to such a smart girl. Well to anyone really. I like to think she got the picture, but I don't know, sometimes I'm a bit blunt, but sometimes in certain situations that's the way you have to be.
On a much lighter note, my Mum is the hardest woman to shop for in the entire world. I never have a clue what to get her for Christmas and my Father is even more at a loss than I am. It's always an ordeal, but it's rather amusing from time to time reading the correspondence between the two of us. Both of us at a loss, and coming up with rather off the wall gifts. I do like the holidays, I just worry that I will be too preoccupied to keep up with school work. But it hasn't been a problem over the last 6 years, I'm sure I'll be okay this time around.
|Friday, December 3rd, 2004|
I went down to breakfast this morning and all I wanted was hot chocolate. Do you think there was any? NO! Of course there wasn't. SOMEONE had the nerve to tell me to go down to the kitchens and ask one of the elves for it. Honestly like I would do that.
Then before class started I was trying to do some reading and Ron kept touching my leg. And giving me this ridiculous look. Isn't it obivous when I'm busy that making eyes at me and touching me all the time isn't exactly the best thing to do? Some of us care about our school work. Just because other people don't doesn't mean those prats have to ruin it for the rest of us.
When I got to class and handed in my homework someone decided it would be a good idea to ask me a few questions they were stuck on, tell me, do I have "Homework Helper" written on my forehead? I didn't think so. Is it really so hard to do your OWN work?!
After class I stopped by the infirmary for some sort of potion, and Madame Pomfrey was out. As in she had none. As in there was nothing I can even do about the headache I've got, along with everything else being in pain from my stomach to my toes. I'd like to see Madame Pomfrey attend classes while it feels like someone is ripping her insides apart. What is wrong with Wizards?! How hard is it to get some ibuprofen in this place?!
I've bloody well had it, and if one more person asks me if I'm alright I'm going to scream. I'm FINE. Leave me alone.
|Friday, November 26th, 2004|
Well, I've FINALLY been able to catch up on my reading ahead. I know that sounds odd, but it's really been a while since I have been able to get ahead. But this means I might actually be able to enjoy myself in Hogsmeade rather than sitting around worrying about my unfinished business. I'm very pleased with myself.
I've been paying more attention to Crookshanks this week than normal, which may sound awful of me, but really he is a spoiled brat already. It's just when Lisa Turpin's cat passed away I was reminded that we don't always have forever with these pets we love so much. It's really very sad. I think Ron might be a bit jealous, but I'm sure he'll get over it, he's been preoccupied with Bill coming for a visit anyway, so I'm sure that's helped take his mind off of Crookshanks getting a bit more attention than him.
And as for his reading that he says he's been doing. I'm really quite pleased, reading is a past time I enjoy, and I do think Ron reading is very . . . Well I suppose I should just leave it at being pleased.
I got another package home from Mum, it had a book about dealing with difficult people. I haven't read it yet, but if I find the things in the book interesting I'll consider sharing the ideas with others if anyone would be interested.
And I can't imagine how these sorts of things could apply to one's private affairs.
|Sunday, November 14th, 2004|
I had tea with Lisa Turpin yesterday, it was an experience. I don't know if it was so much tea as it was me sitting in the kitchens drinking tea and trying to ignore the glares from those poor house elves as Lisa made hot chocolate and biscuits for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. She is a very sweet girl, and I've really not met anyone like her before. She seems to enjoy difficult people, which is something you don't see everyday, and I've never seen anyone who refuses as best she can to be brought down by frustrating things.
The girl wasn't too shy to talk about anything, which was unusual. And unlike most other moments of "girl talk" I've been involved in, nothing really made her outright giggly and annoyingly giddy. She asked a ton of questions, and I could really only answer them from my own experience. She jumped from one subject to the next like it was nothing and it was certainly an eye opening experience. I don't know if all Ravenclaws are like that, it's an interesting trait to have.
I have a feeling if I even tried to discuss with Ron some of the things she discusses with her boyfriend he would turn pink and start snickering. Which is okay. It's perfectly fine, because I really can't imagine myself discussing them either. I hope that I was able to answer at least a few of her questions correctly, I mean, she's not dating Ron, and she's not me so I doubt that everything will have the same outcome at all. When I explained that to her, she got even more excited about the prospect of trying out what works. All in all it wasn't too bad, it was cut short however, she wanted to get back in time to put the biscuits and hot chocolate out for the team, something about preparing them for the upcoming match.
I've got quite a lot of reviewing today, I've not been on top of my game lately I'm afraid. I of course blame Ronald Weasley 100 percent. He's been doing a good job of keeping me distracted I'm afraid. I'd suggest that we spend today reviewing together, but I'm sure he'd not be up for that at all.
And I'm sure I wouldn't get half as much done as I wanted too.
Even though I know if I've fallen behind just a tad, I know for a fact he's fallen behind a bit more than a tad. So much for time management, once I finish these things today, it will give me a good start for the rest of the week and I can get back on schedule. I hate falling behind.
Although it wasn't all bad, I had a good time doing it. We hardly argued at all.
I had a fairly relaxing week actually, not a habit I intend to get into, especially this year, but it was nice for a change of pace.
|Monday, November 8th, 2004|
It is rather nice to see that mostly everyone enjoyed the Effectiveness Class on Saturday. I really do hope that everyone enjoyed themselves. And I had fun answering all your questions. Lisa Turpin brought up some interesting points and while I don't usually cater to this sort of thing, I'm of the opinion that what she really needs is girl talk. So I've offered an afternoon of tea and cakes and chatting.
Zacharias Smith however, is in need of a well kept schedule. The boy blacked out in Transfiguration today, which of course set the classroom in a panic. I certainly hope he's getting some well needed rest. This year is turning out to be oddly stressful, and I am finding myself strangely anxious for the holiday break. It will afford us all some rest, and relaxation, and time to get caught up on studying as well for those of us that have fallen behind in recent weeks.
I'm a bit worried about what the library has been used for as of late. While I understand that it could be classified as research to some, to others it might be considered something better left to be studied in private. I'll keep my eye on the situation and if it becomes offensive to other library patrons I might have to intervene. But for now no one has complained, so I think it's okay.
I just don't understand why anyone wouldn't want to do it in private! It's much more fun that way.
|Friday, October 22nd, 2004|
A Prank War. That's not at all what I had in mind when I suggested becoming a highly effective individual. In fact that isn't very effective at all. I worry that this will do nothing more than cause some kind of trend. If they start doing it, then everyone will start doing it, it will be ridiculous. I don't mind these things being done in spare time, or on the weekends, but knowing this group the way I do, that will hardly be the case.
Well don't come crying to me when something has been done and no one knows quite how to undo it. I'd give you all detention if I thought it would do anything. All it would do is give you more time to plot your next move. I'll leave it the professors, whom you will most surely offend, to take care of this one. I've nothing to do with it, and as much as I try I am washing my hands of this one. None of you listen to me anyway. Besides, I'm sure you'll all find some charming way to thank me for being so leniant.
Professor McGonagall has said that I can start some sort of meetings for the effectiveness class, but we can't force anyone to take it. Which is a shame really, it would have been beneficial to everyone. In any case, I've got a sign up sheet posted after I've gathered enough signatures and interest I'll post a date for the seminar. Although my guess is that the students who really need it, won't be the ones signing up for it. Except maybe Harry, Ron, Dean and Seamus, who are of course going to sign up. As a personal favour.
I'll be sure to make it at a time that is convenient. I'm sure it will be just fine, it's not like they'll have detention or anything like that to report to in their spare time.