Just an 'average' 1st September... (as told by Mary McDonald).

(edited, 2012 - beta MangaGirl)
 

Five steps to a good first day according to Mary McDonald:

1) Look acceptable and awake- fail
2) Have good and enjoyable lessons-fail
3) Don't get detentions or lose points-fail
4) Don't spill family secrets- fail 
5) Avoid Sirius Black- fail

Fan-bloody-tastic

(edited, 2012 - beta AccioHPFF)

Tips on how to avoid a bad day by Mary McDonald...

Stay in bed.
 

You know when it's going to be a bad day, you can just tell. Say two or three things go wrong and you just know you'll end up in trouble, in the hospital wing, or in floods or tears. 

Then on thoes really bad days... you get all three.
 

Hogsmeade, make ups, break up's, hair cuts, yelling, unexpected truths and unanswerable questions. 

All before ten O'clock.
 

Expecting the unexpected only get's you so far in life. 

When you throw in Sirius Black, my Family, the Marauders and Lily Evans into the mix it's easier said than done. 

Then, what isn't these days?

On crying on people you shouldn't cry on (eg Sirius Black), getting annoyed at people you should get annoyed at (eg, Sirius Black), telling people some stuff you shouldn't have told them (eg Sirius Black) and being happy when someone's proud of you when you shouldn't care less (eg Sirius Black). 

And other non-Sirius related subjects too. Honest.

Who could have known that everything could be even more complicated than I realised? That all along, when I thought I knew what was happening, there was so much more, hidden just below the surface. 

Turns out, I'm only scratching at it.

Crying, hysteria, vomiting, the book of my life and the extreme relevance of toast.

The comprehensive guide of how to stop wanting Sirius Black according to me:

-          Try to ignore him*

-          Realise how freaking annoying he is*

-          Remind yourself of previous situations*

-          Stare at the back at his head for hours on end*

*this does not actually work

Some people have more sides to them than you could ever realise.

Who would you run to in the middle of the night when life (or nearing death) is getting you down? Things aren’t exactly what you would assume, life is never simple. One thing for sure, needs, dreams, ideas and wants always seem to clash, one way or another.

Then, once things have gone fantastically backwards, they start to move forwards again... Well, that's what I've been hoping for...

Lessons for life (or what's left of it):
 
- Things you dread will always come quicker
- Good moods tend not to last
- If something goes right, the world will balance it out again soon enough.

The road to making very bad decisions starts with a healthy dose of alienation (apparantly).

It's how we roll.

Then, just like that, things get a lot worse than they were before.

The aftermaths of being inebriated include: broken heartedness; painful hangovers; dealing with confessions; mixed signals; lots of detentions and attention from classmates. Or, in other words, complete and utter humiliation.
 
 
 

In which my pathetic excuse of a life startes to get a little bit better...at last.
 

And sometimes it doesnt.
 

When all else fails - cry and throw a tantrum. Then move on and accept it. Quickly.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

This was not living. This was dying.

But that's okay.