Hey! It's glummie! Plz review, I wanna know what you guys think of this, the layout, and lil's character, and stuff! FEEDBACK! Yum, yum!

Plz R+R!

lol

glumfrog

xxx

Monday 6th September

So there's a school play. And I'm in it. Most normal teenagers would be rejoicing, but not me. This totally means that I won't get back to Gryffindor tower until, like six thirty, because of the rehearsals. And that means that I won't get homework started until, like seven, and THAT means that I won't finish it until, like ten, and THAT means that I won't get to bed until, like eleven, possibly later, and THAT means that I won't wake up in the mornings, be late for lessons, get a detention, and be late for rehearsals that next day. So I'll have to stay later, get back to Gryffindor tower later, start homework later, get to bed later, sleep in longer, and get another detention. And so the whole process repeats itself. GREAT.

I swear Professor Gherkin planned this out. (I know great name, Gherkin. When God made up his surname, I swear he was high on... well, whatever you have to be high on to name someone Gherkin. That is, if God gets high on... err stuff that makes you call someone Gherkin. Either that, or great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great grandfather Gherkin must have done something to really offend God.)

Anyway, back to Professor Gherkin. He, like totally hates me. This is nothing to do with me, I swear! (Well, that isn't strictly true. It's nothing to do with me if you don't count letting twenty five frogs loose in his classroom, ONCE, accidentally kicking his cauldron full of fabric dissolvent over in potions so that it splashed all over him, and he ended up, like totally naked - which was hysterically funny, if you ask me and the rest of the class, and that guy just doesn't have a sense of humor - and never once handing in my homework in on time, which, of course, I don't. Count, them, that is. Well actually, come to think of it, I never hand in my homework in on time either, but that's beside the point.) I think he's just prejudiced against redheads, err... with green eyes - he is, like totally in love with Flo, who is also, a redhead. But she didn't get into the play. Which is SO unfair.

Where was I before I started rambling on about the name Gherkin? Ah yes. I think he planned this whole play thing as a scheme to give me more detentions, and deprive me of sleep. That's the only way I could have possibly gotten into the play, and Flo didn't. Because a) She's way better at acting than me, and b) Professor Gherkin loves her. In fact the only reason I came along to the audition with her was because she totally begged me to. And I couldn't possibly be worse for the part. I was half asleep anyway, (the auditions we on the evening of the first day back, I know, stupid or what?) and I can't even remember what happened properly. Flo says I was really good, but she has to say that, because she's my best friend.

She was so upset when the parts got posted up, and I got the part instead of her, even though she was trying to act all happy for me, I could tell. I've been her best friend for four years! I should know! I don't even know why she was upset in the first because it's a lame part. I get to be one of the ugly sisters in Cinderella. Great. James was like, "They can just leave you how you are for your part Lily. You've got just the right face." He was trying to be all manly and witty, but no one laughed except Peter, and he was to scared to laugh properly. Honestly, they're such dicks. James and Peter.

I don't know what people see in them. Well James at least. I don't think anyone really sees anything in Peter. Even the teachers know he really just a tag along. Oh well. Never mind. What was I talking about before? Oh yeah, the play. Honestly. I get so easily side tracked!

Oh God, here comes Virginia the slut. I know, it's quite a fitting name, isn't it? I've got to hide this diary before she realises I'm still awake, and nicks it.

Bye!

Lily

xxx