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[Jul 1, 2008 | 3:58pm] |
Now, I don't read a lot, especially opinion columns cause I have enough of my own. But one of my fellow reservists (who shall remain unnamed in case I out her as a heinous effing bitch)- was going on and on about "The Leaky Fawcett" this morning and how it "undermined the significance of her suffering." This coming from a pureblooded girl whose main "suffering" during the war was admittedly that there weren't as many new broom models manufactured.
This is what bloody pisses me off about war legacies. Everyone gets this uppity fucking attitude about it, and I only think people who performed service have the right to act fucking uppity. It was a war, it tore apart all of Britain and it didn't just change life for us wizards, it did for Muggles, too. People only want to remember that when it's convenient and they can get some bloody brownie points for it. Well, I don't want brownie points for what I did during the war. There were lots of people who did more and lots who did less. I did what I could, I made sacrifices. I left my last years of school to serve. I spent a week in St Mungo's. I don't deserve anything for it - except that people not condescendingly treat me as an idiot who's never done anything with her life. Just because I wasn't the best Hit Witch ever, and because I left the war programme doesn't mean I'm a complete idiot. I wasn't useful anymore so I changed to what I'm actually good at.
I'm tired of the war. It's been over for years and I'm ready to move on with my life, and I wish other people would, too. As my brother Joe Junior would say, it's time to stop the bloody self-fucking-examination. And he's a Muggle. You all should appreciate him some this month.
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[Jun 22, 2008 | 2:24am] |
I didn't feel appreciated.
Better yet - why do I need a day to be appreciated?
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[Jun 18, 2008 | 2:38pm] |
IS IT JUST ME OR IS IT REALLY HOT IN HERE?!?!?!?!?!?!
ALSO, MY VAG IS FUCKING DRIER THAN THE GOBI. WHAT IS THIS SHIT?
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[Jun 15, 2008 | 2:54pm] |
Had to go back home to Porthcurno this morning to pay heed to my jolly good parents. Nice weather today so I even got to go for a swim, even if my family's as boring as ever. Josie Posie Puddin' Pie has started living at home again because Ma's getting a crick in her back and swears that going up the stairs to clean the top rooms aches and pains her. Apparently, Josie has nothing better to do than help our mother run a B&B. Ah, if only I were such a dedicated daughter. I did put a nice growth-stunt charm on the lawn, though, so that Ma and Pa cna stop asking me to come by and mow the lawn.
Not that I get a lot of mail, but has anyone received a copy of Playwitch or Magical Bondage Monthly addressed to Demelza J. Robins?
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[May 2, 2008 | 10:31pm] |
I'm so bloody fucking sick of this street. I think I'm going home to Porthcurno. Someone else can deal with the doxies.
( Private )
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[May 2, 2008 | 1:58pm] |
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I ate a unicorn for supper last night. RAWWWWWWWWR.
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[May 1, 2008 | 1:24am] |
Children at Hogwarts shouldn't be taught that the word "mudblood" is anything more than a slur that killed too many people. It's an ugly word. Just because it's a part of our history doesn't mean that it should be perpetuated. There's a difference between realistically portraying someone who's prejudiced in a piece of fiction and putting a racial slur in our textbooks. You don't need swear words to teach about prejudice.
Don't call me a mudblood. If anyone dares, I will rape them with my broomstick.
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[Apr 26, 2008 | 3:58pm] |
If I were a werewolf hunter, I would have beaten them all to death with my broomstick. None of this poncey "bring them to trial" shite. In fact, I feel as though it would've been an ample opportunity for what I like to call "impaling a son of a bitch up the arse with my Comet."
I felt the need to write a poem to commemorate the events.
Demelza Robins' Werewolf Haiku
Fuck you, you dumb bastards
Who eat little children and
Deserve to die now.
I hope you rot in
The deepest pit of fiery
Hell where maggots eat
What is left of your
Pitiful excuse for
a wasted little soul.
One of my maties
Helped bring your sorry ass down.
She is so fucking cool.
I knew there was a reason I quit the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
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