divineparvati @ 2002-07-10 17:07:00

The past two weeks have been terrible! With the Bleu Ball being a disaster and the fight at the Three Broomsticks, you'd think that everything else would be boring in comparison. Well, once again, I was proven wrong. I should know by now to pay attention to Professor Trelawney. She predicted that certain disaster would happen. I should have learned that by now!

Well, I woke up today and it was true! I have the most embarassing spot in the middle of my chin! No amount of hair manipulation will cover that up. Oh, it was most horrid. I didn't have enough time to perform any clear skin charms, so I had to make do with muggle cosmetics! This is simply the most embarassing thing that's ever happened to me.

Yes yes...it was unfortunate that Ginny had her toy dragon stolen from her by that mean Draco Malfoy, but I have a spot! And that Malfoy...he...he laughed at me! He started calling me Parvati Spotil! I thought I was just going to die right there in the middle of breakfast! And then everyone started looking at me just to see if my spot was really as bad as all that. It was all I could not to start crying in the middle of the hall. I am absolutely devasted.

Well, I was busy recovering from my emotional trauma when Professor Sprout made us replant all of those silly herbs. Well, if my spot wasn't enough to cry over, I broke a nail on one of those stupid planting tools! I worked so hard on my gel color just to get the right kind of sparkly ruby shine, and then I had to go and ruin them on a stupid assignment that nobody cares about anyway.

It has been a terrible day! So, then after all of my classes were over, I decided that maybe I could sneak into the Prefect's Bathroom so I could take a bubble bath and soak in some honey milk to sooth my nerves, but even that was ruined. First of all, Moaning Myrtle wouldn't leave me alone, going on and on about her being dead and how nobody cares. Well, I don't care! I have more important things to worry about! She's been dead for practically centuries! What about me? What about my problems? Look at my spot! Look at my mangled nails! Yes, it's all good and well that she's dead and all, but I'm in a real state of crisis!

And then when I got out and did the drying charm on my hair, I discovered that I have three split ends! THREE! The only thing that can possibly make me feel better is to have a warm butterbeer and a box full of Honeyduke's Caramel Milk Chocolate flowers. And maybe a pedicure too. And maybe a few quizzes from Young Witches.

Goodbye.

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