Right, people need their space. I suppose I can understand that. I've needed my space before. But when they need it for more than a day without explanation?

Am I completely sodding mental, or is that not a problem?

Oi, Andy. What's going on? Thought I'd avoid getting bashed in the head with magazines by asking through here.

- James

Well, look what I've found here. Could it be? My journal!

Yes. I know -- shame on you, James Potter. How could you deprive us of your inner thoughts for so long? I do truly apologize, but it seems I was worried about journal theft with all of the students around that I don't know. So I put it under my trunk.

Not in the bottom of my trunk. Under it. Apparently it was such a brilliant hiding place that even I forgot where to look for it.

Now that I have my journal back and am once again able to regale you all with stories of my life in my wonderfully messy handwriting... what have I missed lately in the world of journalling? Or in the world at large, even. Anything new to report? Anything I should be made aware of.

Honest to Merlin I swear I won't shoot down anything that's said to me today. I'm dead bored, mates. Anything you can give me for entertainment is good in my books.

Let's move on to more about me, shall we?

First off... bugger it all. I suppose I need to decide what I'm doing for the holidays this year. N.E.W.T.s are going to be rearing their ugly head before long, but I really do hate to miss Mum cooking. Or, what I really miss is trying to steal food before Christmas dinner is finished. Have you ever tried to steal from my mum? She's got a few mean hexes in her repertoire, let me tell you.

Suppose that's all for today. Hope you lot can survive another twenty-four hours without me!

- James

Current Mood: cheerful

( Leave off now, someone else’ll pick up )

( We’ll take this school by storm. )

Current Mood: amused

( We're lit, we're taking off like wildfire. )