Everyone's rather excited about Saint Patrick's Day, which I can't really comprehend. Yay, you're irish. I mean, really, the holiday is no longer even about Saint Patrick, it's just about drinking and wearing a lot of green.
Which I suppose really isn't that bad. So nevermind. Have fun with that, kids.
So the day has been pretty good. Or at least not shitty. We're winning by house points, and I got a passing grade on my Herbology essay. Woo.
//Hexed to Professors and the like//
I'm hearing a lot about parties and whatnot this weekend. Which isn't negative in the least. Though the word "Ravenclaw" was also used at the same time, which throws me off. Not really my crowd, but if it looks like a few people who weren't born dull are attending, I may give it a go. Not like there's anything better to do in this castle, anyways. And well, if there's liquor, an added... very large, bonus. Been a long time since we've had a good party in this hellhole.
beneath the skin: mellow