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"It's going to be all right, sir," Harry said over and over again, more worried by Dumbledore's silence than he had been by his weakened voice. "We're nearly there ... I can Apparate us both back ... don't worry ..."
"I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you."
For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That’s a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that’s glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it’s safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that’s still likely to be the last thing you ever do.
Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort. Remember Cedric Diggory.
Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business.
Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git.
Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor.
Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

It's 16th of March

Hello...


First of all, I wanna wish Amirul a very happy, crazy and awesome fifteenth birthday. You're quiet old, m'dear. Hehehe~


Second, I want to tell my friends, if you guys are willing to read this, that my homeworks are not done yet. I. Need. Help. Gawd, I'm tired. T.T


That's all for this piece. Later, dudes.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Good Girl :)

When you start to judge others blindly, you'll eventually become narrow-minded. Or, maybe, you are actually being narrow-minded without noticing it. And when you listen to one-sided stories, you are fooling yourself. Seriously, I'm surrounded with people like these, and I myself at times become one of them. Writing as a so-called good girl, I hate people who judge others with their heart closed. And I hate people who say one thing and act another. Please, please, I've had enough.


Uh oh, my chest is burning- again. Gotta go fellas :)


Je'taime.

Muscle Inflammation? Myositis.

Ouch.


Not to be confused with meiosis, mitosis, or myosotis, fellas.


Grr. To tell the truth, muscle inflammation hurts like hell. Well, not exactly, but it does hurt. And because of that, I couldn't go to school. Hmm. I've missed a lot of unusual, wonderful things, I guess.