Voldemort and Professora Snape.

Well today was, short. I think I have finally accepted school at Ross Sheppard. Like, I enjoy it. I don't spend my time locked away within the bowls of my mind thinking of he who not be named. Lets just call him 'voldemort'. I'm happy for once. It's a great feeling to realize that you love life, and being alone isn't this torturous thing anymore.

It's fun. I saw voldemort today. He didn't even try to battle with me like usual. You know, the last time we battled I got a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt. Unlike my good pal Harry though, it was upon my heart. (Don't ask how it got there). I am completely fine with being friends with voldemort. He's not so entirely bad. We have good jokes, we talk deeply about stuff as if nothing ever happened. Just the thing is, stuff did happen. And he was a tool, I have proof just look upon my heart.

My mind wanders towards him sometimes. I always wonder what if. What if I had acted differently? What if I had been more supportive of his evil choices? These questions dont ever go away. But I'm happy and no one can take that away from me. I find myself not caring about the small details in Voldemorts life. If he wants to be an asshole, he can be an asshole. I have no say. Course, there is always a hope in my mind he'll come back and I always punch myself thinking of Voldemort because when I hang out with Voldie I wonder what my intentions are and those are kind of hard to pinpoint.

But its sort of a big WHATEVEr. School was fun today, there was an assembly. My drama class thinks I'm nuts since I romp around screaming and dancing and climbing things the entire class. I think they hate me. But oh well what can you do. I'm excited for the weekend. SO glad that its thursday tomorrow because the day after thursday is friday and then saturday I'm going to a party with Lisa! I am stoked for that little thing! We are going to get crunk and dance to some beats and laugh because everytime we see this boy named Raymond who can drive I might point out, and were drunk we think he is the hottest existing thing. It should be an entertaining night if it goes through. I haven't gone and partied in over a month. My time is getting a little low!

I also talked to the boy in my drama class today who told lies about his mothers existance. It was a little awkward. Alot of people hate him because of the lies he's told. Paulina said hes a chronic liar. Or something along those lines. Like the things he says, he believes are true. I actually am kinda scared when I see him. I don't really quite understand what goes through his head and why he would feel it necessary to tell people his mom committed sucidide and how in the world he would ever think he could get away with it.

I want to see Elly this weekend because for the past couple weeks we go to her house and sit on our asses on saturday nights and watch movies like Knocked up and eat popcorn and talk about Voldemorts Lady friend. Lets just call her Proffessora Snape. Only because Snape is kind of devious, and professora is his wife. (i just made this up. I'm making up names so nobody knows their identities!)

I am not looking forward to tomorrow since it is Day B, and Day B's consist of Spanish and Mathematics. Two subjects I am not entirely crazy about. I must go now though to update my little blog and cry over my somewhat pathetic life because I am a tad sad today just because I realized some things will never EVER be the same and that makes me sad.

XoKristen