I don't know about all this. Meghan McCormack? Ew. Why can't the administration see that the houses were clearly not meant to mix?

[Warded to Agnes]
Aggie! Ain't seen you in days, love. Got any time for me?
[end ward]

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( Warded to Agnes )

For anyone who's not seen it yet, a photo of me with the new hair colour.

Benjy? Amala? I need a little help here. See, I said "Fuck you" to both Elaine Campbell and Shannon Ryskamp. I'd also like to add that Elaine Campbell can fuck off, and that she can take her smug, self-satisfied opinion and fold it up until it's all sharp corners and shove it up her own arse.

Now, by my calculations of the usual point values for expressing those sentiments, I've just lost Ravenclaw somewhere around thirty points (but of course, Benjy, you're the one with the head for numbers. I may be way off.), and the detention should probably be two or three days with Filch. So, if one of you could just take care of that and notifying the appropriate authorities, I'd be grateful.

Blah, blah, blah. Who gives a fuck cares? Why don't we instead talk about the fact that yesterday The Sex Pistols, only one of the greatest bands in existence, got sacked by their record company? People in music finally have something to say again, and are actually speaking out about the monarchy and imperialism and they're talking like real people, and what happens? People try to silence them. And meanwhile, across the pond, the Yanks have just given their government the right to kill people. Fucking It's a demented world we live in, cats. Run your fucking rumour mill about that.

[Warded to Benjy]
I think me and Agnes might be on again.
[end ward]

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