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DATE TODAY: November 10th.

Somebody, give me something to do. Anything. Please.

I've done all of my homework, studied for all of my tests, cleaned my broom so many times i've lost count. I've even tidied my side of the room (a rarity)! There is nothing else to do. I'm going out of my mind here!

Slowly...losing...the...will...to...write...

DATE TODAY: November 5th.

Guess who comes of age today? Let me give you a few clues; he's not so tall, not especially dark, but he does happen to be one very handsome son of a gun.

Yes, ladies and gents, today is my birthday. Seventeen already! My, my, time flies. It won't be long before i'm grey and old, telling my grand-kids about the good old days. But I digress. As amusing as the thought of me as an old man is, i'd much rather focus on today. The rain has eased up a little (finally!) and i'm planning on spending most of the day outside. I would be most pleased if people who don't have anything better to do would accompany me on this, the anniversary of my birth. I was hoping to have a bit of a fly around, perhaps shoot a few hoops before just chilling out in the stands. I even went to the kitchen and got a few sandwiches! I'm planning on making a day of it, so whoever wants to come with me, can.

Ah, if only every day was my birthday...

Also, happy bonfire night! You know, for later on. Let's all celebrate the fact that several blokes got caught trying to blow up Parliament and kill the Muggle king hundreds of years ago! Huzzah!

DATE TODAY: October 28th.

Who was that bloke at dinner yesterday? Whoever they were, they didn't seem like trouble. I can't help but wonder who they are though. Anybody have any theories as to who the mystery man was? Perhaps he was another Auror? Either that or someone from the Ministry, maybe?

In other news, Halloween is coming up. I have no idea what to do for a costume. It's tempting to just borrow somebody's skirt, cake on some make-up, and just go as a girl. If anybody has any other ideas, i'm all ears!

Also, the weather! Merlin, when will it stop bloody raining? I can't remember a time when it's been so wet. I miss running and I miss flying without getting soaked to the bone. I feel like a caged animal in here, I haven't been outside in days. I'm getting restless. Anybody feel like humouring me? Any form of entertainment or suggestions for something to do would be most appreciated.

DATE TODAY: October 20th.

Well, I can't say i'm pleased with that result. One hundred and twenty to two hundred and fifty isn't the biggest loss. It could have been a lot worse. It could have been better too though. I'm sorry to the team and to Ravenclaw as a whole for not grabbing the Snitch. It was so close...I think the only thing I can do now is look forwards and try to get better before the next match.

Mad props to Natasha and congrats to Hufflepuff. You guys played great. A win well deserved.

Private to the Ravenclaw Quidditch team
I'm so sorry, you guys. I tried my best, but that obviously wasn't good enough. I should have practiced harder or something.

You all played amazingly though, from what I saw.
End Private

DATE TODAY: October 19th.

I'm ready.

I feel as though i'm in a good place; physically and mentally. It's not just me. We've been training hard and the team has really come on in leaps and bounds. We're working better as a unit whilst also focusing on our personal contributions. The win against Gryffindor was like a catalyst. We've been practicing harder, earlier, and longer ever since, and it shows. We're more than capable as a team, and I think we've got a very good chance of winning.

Good luck, Hufflepuff. You're going to need it Whoever wins, it's sure to be a great game!

DATE TODAY: October 8th.

So, apparently taking a firecracker to the nuts hurts. I wouldn't know this from personal experience, but considering i've now spoken to several guys who were involved in that unfortunate incident in the third floor bathroom, I know from hear say. Whatever genius decided to do this will have the majority of the blokes in this school on their arse about this if they're ever found out. Whoever you are, take this bit of advice -- run for your life and do not look back.

Am I the only male in the entire school who is able to piss without being in extreme pain? Are there any other survivors out there? TALK TO ME, MEN!

DATE TODAY: October 7th.

Congrats to Gryffindor for their bloody fantastic win yesterday! Quality game with an even better aftermath! I can't be the only person who was cheering Wood on when he knocked that massive chip off of Goyle's shoulder? Someone was bound to do it someday, and there's no time like the present. I hope all members of the Gryffindor team who were injured are alright and that those who aren't make a speedy recovery. Nothing worse than being cooped up in the Hospital wing, I know from experience.

On another note, is there anyone who was actually awake and was smart enough to take notes in Charms on Friday? I would love you forever if I could borrow them!