I just feel like yakking. I mean, WHOA I finally finished my accomodation application for uni, so that's off (crossfingers, accept meeeee! I'll set Scarfey on you if you don't! He'll SORT you! And you'll probably need a Hufflepuf to help FIND you after that. But whatever hahaha )
I forgot what I was writing there.
Anywho, how is everyone? I'm good, myself. Life's being nice to me, at present, if I ignore the frequenter shudders of fear from the increasing proximity to the end of my high school life.

On the upside, I've refallen in love with ol' HP, fallen in love with Draco (Didn't see that one coming) and even with Tom Riddle under certain circumstances (Cen, you tart, you are still AWFUL for making me read that, and yet thank you so much, it ...was just wow. ) and have watched far too much of Starkid haha. In fact, I'm very tempted to crash my friends Harry Potter themed party dressed in rainbows at The Scarf Of Sexual Preference because I love his little smile (and so I can go about saying "Oh, Dumbledear" tehe)...but probably I'll go as Hermione Original, but that's okay! And if a Draco appears....haha, it's ridiculous that I was looking at HP themed piccyatures and founds one with star signs assigned to characters (according to their own starsigns) And...Draco's is Gemini....which happens to be the same as a certain someone who, despite a complete lack on encouragement, I'm still signing (quietly, and trying to be subtle about it) over. Anyway, we're talking again! Eeeep! (yeah, it's stupid, but it's the best I'm gonna get. Stupid shortsighted Creamiie, I should have done this four years ago. Three and a half. Whatever.) Anyway, due to stupid/funny Draco-love, that gave me a happygrin. -shakes head- REALLY, Cream?

Probably it's him not being stupid 'oh I like you tooooooooo LOVE ME LOVE ME STARFISH LOVES YOU' that makes him JUST so appealing anyway haha so I really can't complain. I'd only screw it up otherwise. And he's so nice Just being around him makes me smile! Silly, odd Cream, lovely, wary Ebby. Ebby's who my J'Adore's about, by the way, if anyone's interested in random pieces of information. Which they might be, being as they've read this gormless piece of blah this far. Who are you? Do you have a dog? Or a cat? What animal would you consider yourself closest to? Have you ever tried to get the faeries in your garden to talk to you? Do you sing?

OOOH, plus tonight we is having very nice pudding. It's a steamed pudding with condensed milk, which might sound a weeeeeny bit bland, but in reality it is manifique magic food. I wonder if I should do a cute happy picture for my artboard? I should, I'll draw out the schnugschnug cute squishyness for once and no one will EVER know what it's about because no one ever does but that's the beauty anf joy of being the creator of something. No one has all the insights, and even if they guess something of the feeling you've put into it (which is brilliant) it's the mystery of the shaded unknown that gives the power of it all. That hint of the unknown, mixed up with emotiveness (is that a word?) is yum. YEah, I lost that a bit.

Anyway, FD must flyyyyyy away and try to weasel money out of the government for poorness's sake, so byyyye

if you read this far, congratulations (though it's not really that long)
Have a cookie. It's homemade!

Also...hehe Gemini.