I give up playing Yahoo! Pool..Boring. Can't find anyone to play with me.

I had POA papers today. I see red colored inks crossing all over my papers already. Bet Gee can finish marking my papers under ten minutes. Yea, that bad. Forget it..Since it's over..lol Don't give it a damn now.

Just chilling out now with the radio on. Such nice weather out there today, accompanied by the great music Perfect 10 is playing now..lol I'm sitting just next to the window now..lol Cool.

HEX is so dead now, as always. It's because of the time zones. Can't be helped. Bryan just went off, so now it's even worse.

Since I've got nothing to do, I'll just post part of my Harry Potter Fanfic. Here goes:

Harry scrambled into his pyjamas and sat down beside the window. He was glad that the dormitory was still empty. He stared gloomily into the direction of the Forbidden Forest. The leaves rustled gently as a few Thestrals flew on top of the canopy. Harry thought their skeletal body looked eerier than usual under the moonlight.

He took out the photo album Hagrid had given to him four years ago from his trunk. He turned over and looked fondly at each and every one of them. Indeed, as everyone had said, he looked exactly like his father, James Potter. Only he had the eyes of his mother, Lily Potter. Maybe, maybe the only feature which was quite unlike of his parents’ was that scar, which Lord Voldemort had left him sixteen years ago, and then fled, barely alive, after failing to kill him. His mother had died protecting him, which explains why Professor Quriell was unable to touch him with his bare hands when he was in his first year at Hogwarts. Love was something which Voldemort could not understand.

As he flipped through the album, Harry came across one with his parents and Sirius taken at their wedding. All three of them were waving happily and winking at him.

"No use thinking about the sad past." He told himself gloomily and slammed the album shut. He returned the album into the trunk and take to staring out into the grounds again.

The Thestrals were still there but now there are more of them. Harry thought they might be out hunting but could not help noticing that they are behaving very strangely. There are now easily about thirty of them flying in a particular pattern though Harry could not figure out what it is. His first thought was to run to Ron but no, he would not do that just yet. He had no idea why either, but he thought he would keep this to himself first.

"They might think I am making a fuss out of little things again." A small voice inside his head said dully. He was surprised at this thought but nonetheless did not protest.

Harry went quickly to his trunk and took out his Invisibility Cloak and the Maurader's Map and set out to the ground. He had decided to find out the cause of the Thestrals’ unusual behaviour.
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Pardon for any spelling mistakes. I didn't check them out..lol Tell me how is it alright? Just be frank..lol

Geez! I just found out that today is Devon's [aka Seamus Finnigan] birthday!! HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY DEVON!! May all your wishes and dreams come true. Forget about that git who ran over your dog without stopping too.

I had the Friday night of my life last Friday. I went to Blue's Best of Blue concert and I took a picture with Derek McDonald and got his autograph!!! As you know, Derek was the Opening Act for Blue that evening. Love his new song Nobody Knows.

We don't have a chance to take pictures with Blue though. The concert was really great. We got the $79 tickets and it really was a bonus that I get to sit at the $99 seats bacause the first 2 rows there was empty!! Edsmond and I jumped at the chance and take a nearer seat!!

I was singing loudly to the songs and I almost lost my voice at the end of the concert..lol It was somebody's birthday and I think they managed to get Blue's attention and the birthday girl get to get on the stage and rub shoulders with all four members of Blue!! Blue even sang her a birthday song..Awww. That must be her best birthday gift ever. She even get the hug Ant!!! >.<

I can't thank my anut enough for this treat. It was a pity for Sharon to be caught between the concert and her camp.

Got to go now. Talk soon!