--live your life`ADA

[josephine r. carrow]

bubbles,

sooooo i've come to the conclusion that all of us girls need a day out. followed very closely by a night out. i feel as if i've been put into a box and locked away for the last week or so. and i'll tell you who's responsible, my proffessors! you know, as well as i do, i'v enever been a school nut, but i actually enjoy what i'm learning. i just, well i wish i could go out and do something without feeling like i'm going to completely fail in life.

but enough of me being all sad, depressed, loner locked in a box girl. how's things going with you?? any cute boys on the go? any persons of interest? any girls? nah just kidding. but seriously what's going on with you? me need gossip and juice! i need to live vicariously through you!!

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, locked in a box girl

[adalynn c. goyle]

pinkie,

i conquer that this conclusion of yours is a good idea. i'd be all in for a day out, though i think i may pass on the night out. you know me and the party scene. not really my thing. especially since the last one i went too, yikes. ah yes, those evil kidnapping professor's. what are we going to do with them? you'd think we are here to learn or something! hehe! just teasing love. you've made it this far haven't you? i doubt your going to fail in life! at least not any time soon (;

if you are locked in a box m'dear then what exactly does that make me? i probably spend more time in my room then you do. especially lately. sorry, quill slipped. nor are you sad and depressed. things with me though are well, they are a bit confusing. boys are annoying. ugh. please don't get me started on them. except for Winter, he's the only sensible boy i know. funny too. finally made myself an actual guy friend, its different. trust me, if you were to life vicariously through me you'd be quite bored. though, i need to ask you something. how badly does alcohol impair you judgement? well, i mean. how it would affect someone like me? someone whose never drank before. just one drink.

what about you? any boys i need to investigate? hm?

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bubbles

[josephine r. carrow]

bubbles,

yay day out! and i didn't necessarily mean go out to a party. i meant let's go out and have a super nice super and make idiots of ourselves in a shwanky restaurant! i do like to go out and party, but i do that regularly. i need a chill night with my girls! and you can't let one bad experience ruin it for you! party's can be fun, even just to people watch. ohh people watching, speaking of i saw this guy today who i swear to high holy merlin was wearing a girdle!! funniest thing i've ever seen!

and those danged profesor types are just out to ruin it all. university was suposed to be fun, or so i was told. maybe the recruiter lied to me, then again i'm pretty sure he was just wanting to get me into the sack, which actually did happen... he was damn cute. though pretty dumb. and spending time in your room isn't so bad. nice to sleep, or read. even nicer if you've got a man friend to distract you from those. haha

well i'm glad you have a guy friend. so long as he treats you ok, or else.. well or else i'll have to give him a stern look. unless it's really bad, then i'll just have give him the treatment i usually reserve for my brothers. and why are boys annoying? WHICH boys are annoying? tell tell tell! see? i'm pathetic i'm desperate for any sort of news! why do you need to ask about alcohol missy? it depends on the person, i can hold mine ok, my brother's could drink me under the table though and barely feel tipsy. if you've never drank before it'd be harder. just one drink i don't think would be so bad. it'd make you feel a little light headed, but shouldn't impair your judgement. depending on what you drank that is. some things are easier than others. stay away from the firewhiskey your first few times, for example.

but WHY am i giving you advice on drinking booze?

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, pinkie

[adalynn c. goyle]

pinkie,

my deepest apologies then darling, usually a night out is referred to as a night of partying so i just thought- well yes. a nice dinner out would be fun, we could all get dressed up and in general make guys drool over us. not that we exactly seem to want that, but why not for a little fun? haha! oh i don't believe i will be attending any more parties from thus on out, i run into people i shouldn't exactly be around. its not really a good scenario. oh my goodness, a girdle? really? i thought that fashion style went out for men a long time ago! goodness! i have half a mind to go hunt and down and set him straight. madam makin probably would so why shouldn't her assistant manager? merlin's good gracious i don't know about some people and their fashion styles.

you slept with the recruiting gentlemen?! my merlin women! you are insane! thankfully though i wouldn't have you any other way and simply adore you the way you are. funny how that works. a dumb recruitment officer for a university. apparently he didn't spend much time in class then! =P

no, no. its nothing like that. he is strictly a friend. i actually met him in a mud puddle if you'd believe it. its actually quite the funny story. one moment i was falling flat on my arse into a large pile of mud after work and the next i was in a mud fight. if there is one thing that i learned from it is, that mud takes forever to get out of long hair. you may want to make a not of that for future reference. boys just are annoying. they stare, rather often and its annoying. the ones that were cruel back in Hogwarts think that because i look the way i do i am dumb enough to sleep with them. please. jerks. that is the last thing i am going to do. the ones that are persistent and seem to be everywhere you turn are even worse! i am just... curious. you know, in case i ever do find myself at a party again and i wind up drinking some form of spiked bunch. i just want to know how it might affect my judgement. if it may make me do something that i wouldn't otherwise do. like if it would make me dance wildly a top of some table top or perhaps sleep with some guy. given that i take pride in not having slept with anyone, nor do i really want to dance a top a table top, i want to be better prepared. that is all. its not like i went to a party and had a drink and did one of the above mentioned. you know that just isn't me.

so there are no boys on your radar then?

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bubbles

[josephine r. carrow]

bubbles,

people you shouldn't be around? like who? i certainly hope you don't mean me. because then that might make our pruposed dinner date nye on impossible. and i wouldn't say i hate having guys drool over me. just a little bit of drooling is ok. too much is defiantely annoying as all hell though. though i don't mind making all those guys who used to make fun of use fall all over themselves trying to impress us. i find it very funny.

and yes the gentleman in question was litterally wearing a girdle. pretty sure madame malkin would murder him if he ever dared step foot in her shop. he was coming out of honey dukes when i saw him, so chances are that he'll probably need a bigger girdle soon. the recruitment guy was an idiot. pretty sure he was some prof's son or something and they were just desperate to get him a job. damn cute though. and that's good, because i certainly wouldn't want myself any other way, nor you!

ouch mud in the long hair. can't say i've had that but i can sympathise. i've had to get icing out of mine before. not fun. and i'm glad he's nice. make damn sure he knows that if he ever try's anything or hurts you he'll have to answer to me, and all the rest of us bloomers. we can be pretty damn formidable when we want to be. nope no boys on the radar. i feel like i must have something big coming, like you know the calm before the storm or something? it's like maybe i'll meet my so called 'soulmate' soon. i doubt that. i know i'm probably just destined for some arranged marriage like my parents.

and i'm rather intrigued now. i'm not entirely sure i believe that those are just two random situations you came up with off the top of your head. i'd like to see this dancing atop tables... could be rather interesting. as for the other one though, well i don't think that that would be something that would happen. not with you. me, probably yes, but not you.

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, pinkie

[adalynn c. goyle]

pinkie,

no! of course i wouldn't want to avoid you! merlin, your crazy woman! you know exactly who i am referring too. i've discovered that we run amongst the same social circles as weird as that is. he's mister popular and i have you guys. not sure how that works but it does. its hard enough to avoid him here at the University as he's you know whose brother, i don't need that to become harder when i go out. didn't that sound like i was talking about Voldemort or something? made me laugh a bit. it can be quite funny watching them trip over themselves, but its attention i could go without. sometimes, i almost dislike this new look i've come into. insane right? glad you seem to be handling it well though. i need to learn from you i think.

madam malkin would faint and then murder the man. fashion victims are like cheating on your wife or husband to her. its quite amusing actually. that very well could have been the case. or perhaps he wasn't actually working for the university at all and just wanted an excuse to meet pretty ladies. its a pretty good scheme if you ask me.

icing and flour can be just as troublesome. i am pretty sure Winter is the last person who'd ever hurt me. he's almost like you guys, would hurt whoever did. he's a good friend. perhaps you do. maybe your about to cross paths with your soulmate or something. or maybe its just a dry spell? there are a lot of guys at the university but how many of them are actually bring home to the parents material? not many that's for sure. oh please don't mention arranged marriages, it just reminds me of my own impending doom. whatever possessed my parents to pick Blake Sykes will always confuse me.

where else would i get such crazy notions? i'm not exactly the type who gets on top of table and dances. nor am i the type to jump into bed with some random guy, or one that i know. even if i did, i'd hope to merlin i'd be able to find a better excuse then a spiked drink. like simply admitting that my hormones and his charm simply got the best of me and that was that.

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bubbles