I snuck on because Marietta's in one of her moods today. I don't blame her. She didn't deserve it. The worst part? One of our other friends, Samantha, ate one of the chocolates as well. Whoever sent her the box of chocolates wasn't using his head.

Unfortunately, the way to my heart isn't through making my best friend look like a right mess. I know you did it, Fred. That isn't right. It's already bad enough that Marietta's got the pimples on her face that spell out 'sneak' (which is horribly placed in the center, mind you). You'd better have the antidote.

I hate you. I hate the fact that I can't get mad at you, and the fact that I loved the flowers so much, I started crying when the owl came to deliver it this morning. I also hate the fact that when I came out of the common room to go to Potions, you were standing there, with the rather-tasteless-but-you-still-meant-well array of different flowers. And I didn't say a word. I bloody took them, said a quiet 'thank you', and bloody ran off. And I hate the fact that I'm still crying. Because I'm an idiot. And I'm hating myself more than ever right at this moment. But I'd never let you see that.

I really do hate you. ....Ugh, I'm going to go for a walk.

Someone entertain me.

After sitting here since 4 in the afternoon, doing work for Potions, Transfiguration, Divination, and completely skipping dinner, I'm in need of any form of amusement.

Besides, I can't find Marietta anywhere. Wouldn't suprise me if she was off snogging some random boy, since just about everyone in this school is completely sex-crazed these days. I love useless posts.

- Hogsmeade weekend. Fred. ...I had such a great time! And that's all I have to say about that. It was nice seeing everyone together even though I wasn't around much, blimey, we should do it again!

- Fred. Again. Marietta keeps telling me to shut up about you, but I can't. She did say that this is better than me sobbing over Cedric, but I really can't see why she would compare the two in the first place. Ugh. Saw Loony Luna around the common room as well -- Asked her why she hasn't updated her LiveJournal for a while, but I don't think she was really paying attention. Kept going on about a warlock rebellion...or something.

- Quidditch. While I was down at Hogsmeade I did manage to drop off my broom and get it back before we left, so that was good. I don't know what the hell they did to it, but it's working so well-- it's flying a lot smoother, that's for sure. So bloody nervous about our next match, but hopefully I'll do good. Need to bring some of that pride back into Ravenclaw.

All this, and a Potions essay. Brilliant. But I'll finish that later...should be headed off to the lake. See everyone soon!

Okay, so I guess I'm going to the Halloween Ball with 1/2 of the Twins Weasley. Fred seems nice when he isn't getting blown up, because then it's just funny. I mean, he's an excellent Beater, so I really can't say anything bad. I just feel so ruddy terrible that I couldn't ask him in person, though.

But anyways... nothing else new, really.
Except for the fact that I accidentally started laughing at Marietta's face when Peeves, erm, decorated her pimples.

And this is why I will never take someone's word for granted when they say things about 'not telling anybody' and having to 'sign a piece of parchment of confidentiality'. I felt so bad. Maybe if I go bake her cupcakes, she'll forgive me. Lord knows she loves her cupcakes.