My Jedi Journal, June
Catch up on previous installments of My Jedi Journal! Year One: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6; Year Two: 1, 2, 3, 4; Year Three: 1,2, 3, 4, 5.
Dear Diary
How did the year go by so fast? The Quidditch season is over--SADNESS. And pretty soon, all the Term Finals are going to be exploding their goo all over us....
I love Hogwarts, I really do. But I don't love tests. I really don't love tests. Some folks do; they shine and do BRILLIANT in tests! And that is after sucking in class all year long. But well, I don't shine brilliant in class except a couple of favourite classes, of course, and so I'm really going to have to study to get Acceptable in a couple of classes. Darn.
Why would I care how I do? Because Dad told me that IF I get Acceptable or better in all of my classes this year I GET TO GO TO PARIS. PARIS!
AND, without him! (Yeah, that sounds tacky but I will have a sort of chaperone, even if I AM almost old enough to go by myself.) Alanna will go with me. She was the one to have the idea, actually, I found out. So I owe her big time. Turns out that she wants to do some shopping and, of course, Paris is the ONLY place to find decent clothes. I think that is just an excuse but who knows?
Last time I went home, I found Alanna was back at her place. And so was Dad (over at her place). They were having coffee on the porch. I got out of the Muggle cab and heard them yelling at me that they were over there. So I grabbed Scalawag and my backpack and went over, through the front gate. Oh, yeah, I paid off the Muggle cab person. It was really cool that Dad thought I was old enough to come home by myself. It was hard, though, not to do any magic. And when I got home, it was hard not to just levitate everything when I got out of the cab. (Yeah, I know about not doing magic out of school, but REALLY. I don't think Dad or Alanna will blab on me....Right?)
So I'm wondering if Alanna is softening Dad up some. You know, showing interest in me to show that she's interested in him. But that's not fair either, because she took me to KnockTurn Alley before I ever went to Hogwarts and before Mom and Dad split up. So maybe she really does like me for myself. I'm glad because I really like her for herself.
As for Paris, I'm hoping I get some really cool clothes. Like hot cool clothes. And I really hope that Fred shows up. Yeah, still stuck on Alanna's cousin. Too bad too because that Mark person is really cute. But he seems interested in someone else now anyway. I wonder if I need to tell her? She's ALWAYS giggling about him and stuff but never thinking he could like "her." Maybe I better just stay out of that sort of trouble. One thing I found out is that interfering with witches and wizards can lead to a person missing their fingers, turning purple, or having all their homework disappear and show up in the boys' bathroom.
Eeeuuu. My brains have turned to mush. Just read everything I just wrote. I blame it on GOING TO PARIS.
I think I'm going to hit Dad up for a Hippogriff. Or, maybe a motorcycle. Either would be cool. Then I will have something to do this summer besides hang around watching grass grow.
And nowwwwww I guess I better study. Darn those Finals anyway!
Good night, Diary.