An obscure mess of things is the best way to describe the events having occurred here lately.

The ape-man-who-knows-not-hair-colors has been showing his primitive skin [also hairy, cough.] He had the audacity to do so much as to even challenge me, to a duel! Nevertheless, I most definitly beat him. Well, I would've if you consider the fact we both were separated and punished most brutality.

I will never take for granted the longivity of my marksmanship over forty-plus pages of the same phrase, not to mention what esle they'll probably have in stock for me. Horrible indeed I would say.

Then again, there is that other fellow.

Un, deux, trois, quatre, cing, six [that one was hard to learn], sept, huit, neuf, dix.

To be truthful, this is the second time seeing those, and the assignment was given out seemingly ages ago. I best pick up the pace if I am willing to survive the teacher. French seems like a simple enough language to learn though, and it is a real practical one compared to Latin.

I wonder how the others are doing, its been a good while since I've really gotten to talk with one of them. Then again, there is that whole situation with.. erm, never mind.

Bland, completely how my day was today.

I woke up exhausted, for some reason I woke in a cold sweat during the night, how aggravating. During the classes, I kept drifting in and out of sleep.. like now. In lighter news though, I saw "her" again. She seems a little trouble, but.. she always is just so radiant. That was without a doubt the climax of my day.

Hmmm.. I wonder, I just wonder, if its even possible.

Another day passes by, to whom will I owe this boringness to?

I conversed with a few of the classmates that I previously never talked to. They seem awfully nice. Even though they do seem that way, a few might, just might, have some sort of odd secrets hidden away. I even noticed this pattern in a few of the erm, "train-buddies," who knows? Hogwarts is getting boring though, surely something entertaining will happen, before I end up turning a professor into some sort of reptile.

Farewell for now.

Hmmm..

Today was a good day, not quite a glorious day, but close enough.

Classwork is a breeze for now, for some reason time goes as soon as it comes. Faye, I believe her name is, treats me rather well (I think), which is surprising because of a certain person she is related to. Anyway, poor Hermione, she can hardly pick herself up, I hope she'll be alive for the rest of the days.

I've got things to do, people to see, and things and people to think about.

Cheers.