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Name: Ron
Location: London, United Kingdom
Gender: Male
Interests: Following up the Chudley Cannon's career, beating up Deryl, eating.
Expertise: Blowing up.
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Member Since:
1/10/2006
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| It's been a while since I last wrote here, I've been busy thinking (for once.) I also have to practice procrastinating for the rest of the year- I've got all my supplies for the calculator project, but I'm still waiting for Dad to write back to me for background information (I refuse to ask Hermione for various reasons that are not to be mentioned that have nothing to do with Deryl Peters...)
Harry says he's halfway done with his already, just needs to buy a chip for it? I don't understand these muggle things at all...of course, it's not the first thing I've misunderstood. | | |
| Like stupid Ronald Weasley knows how to make a calculator
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A CALCULATOR IS!
Curse you foreign muggle objects! Maybe I'll have enough time to ask dad for help, the muggle-obsessed freak. He'll probably have some idea as to what it is and how to construct it. It makes someone like me regret taking Technology- it's the muggle part that gets me though, why do they have to complicate life?
Because they don't have the power to poof their own things
Oh shut up Harry and Give me the keyboard
haha. make me.
I'm going to bite you
Ew.
RAWR!
AHH! REDHEAD GERMS! REDHEAD GERMS! | | |
| Hello children of Hogwarts school.
Well, things aren't looking better but Harry punching me in the face has cleared things up (Er, don't ask...) We had one of those "manly talks," you won't believe how many times I asked him to pass the tissues.
Deryl Peters, or as I shall forever call him, Dung Pank, is a thing of a past I don't want to worry about anymore. As for other news, it's the middle of Semptember, the temperature outside is partly clouldy and the skies are orange.
Lovely.
TRA LA LA
-Ron
//edit
Ginny here, (you guys saw NOTHING) anyone think Rons' gone a bit off lately? | | |
| I don't belive that blundering idiot the twin l ikes, conner, actually made gryffindor keeper...gag me now please...i can't stand this...I know, I made callbacks for keeper i should be happy with what I have
BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH
I'm already second rate in my family and I can hardly go through doing that...why've i got to be the drawers nobody wants at the bottom of the rubbish bin all the time? Is it my birthright to be the follower, the shadow rather then the spotlight...?
sick of this treatment im getting out of life, maybe i should blow myself up and it'll all be over...then there's no worries, right?
Yah, right.
-Ron | | |
| So, here is my life summed up in one blog entry
Hermione's in love with Deryl...out of all people it had to be that cocky, perverted, know-it-all, brunet! After NOT sulking in the common room, I was kicked out for being a "jerk..." whatever. Took a walk- saw Deryl- I accidentally knocked him over and he got all asdfkl;jfsa in my face.
Keeper tryouts weren't all that better. I know I can do well, in public my skills are just...flushed down the drain. With someone with no cordination like Faye, I barely caught all five goals.
End results?
Me no girl.
Me no Keeper.
-Ron
HIT ME BA-BAY ONE MORE TIME
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