Jamison Peaks

So... When does term end?

Football.

It's good to be back. Dora, we've got to play some football in the snow.

I GOT A WORK STUDY WITH CHELSEA FOOTBALL CLUB FOR THE SUMMER!!!!

What the hell is going on with all the girls lately? Ever since last night, they have been in groups giggling and going "okay" "not" and giggling if some guy catches them and looking into their journals.

Could be the next ball, wasn't one enough? I guess at least winter means no crazy costumes.

I'm going outside.

Bloody merlin that was a messed up match.

Addy you need anything?

What the bloody hell? Can't we have a place to go and see birthdays? Or some kind of reminder. And when did so many people end up having birthdays in November?

I have to find away to remember them all better.

Shit.

[Peyton]

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

I don't know who to ask to the damn ball. Sure probably could ask Dora, she's pretty and fun, but I don't know if she had fun at Hogsmeade or not. I didn't know though. Shit. I hate balls, and dances, and all this crap.

Shit.

[End Hex]


Can't wait for a good match.

Bunnies! They are bloody everywhere, and no where, and where the bloody hell did mine go. Or well the two that I lost, I know I was only supposed to do one, but well... It was fun, and the bunnies are gone. Damn, I've got to find them. One has a little brown flower on the back. I think I didn't do as well with that one, the other is just brown.

Help!

So. I've got to find Kendra and Albus and find a damn good time to play football. Hey Dora you want in? I could use you around, you know in case I do something like trip over a flower again. You know like I did last year? But hey, not my fault it grabbed my leg for no reason.


Oh anyone else that wants to play, is welcome to it as well.

As happy as I am to see all of the lovely faces around Hufflepuff and Hogwarts. I MISS FOOTBALL. That never ending love will become less painful as time moves forward, and more stuff starts to happen. I always think the first weekend feels like a test of sorts. A test to know if we really are ready to be here.

And I wonder who will want to go home the second Saturday afternoon hits. It's always an interesting test. Too bad we couldn't take a poll of some kind now that'd be pretty cool.

I got a new book on the history of Chelsea. Not that I don't know it already, but it is a new book focusing on the time John Terry was Capt. This should be a good read. You'll find me in the courtyard.... anyone who might be looking.

( Jamison Peaks )