Thalassa Nott

9:07pm: I've been sleeping half-awake...
I went to sleep around 3 AM last night, staying up to read the latest Muggle books that Mum had sent me. I don't know how I could wake up today around six, shower, go to breakfast as usual, and feel perfectly normal. Of course, I dropped dead in History of Magic and had a nice nap. I like sitting behind Goyle- he's got a huge behind that blocks out any view of me. Figures that pillows would fit perfectly on his desk.

Found several new melodies that Mikel sent to me- they're great, and I know a good piece of music when I see it, trust me. Some of this could actually used for musicals...

12:26pm: Boredom...
Is there no one intelligent in this school to converse with? Everyone's off doing some bloody homework, or just romping around non-sensically. Met Abelle Malfoy yesterday in the library. What a stupid bint, really. She can't afford to not do the homework assigned to her- she'll be forced to work in Knockturn Alley for a Knut or two. I'll be off recording deals and such. Idiot. I can see why she and my cousin hit it off, though. Tyler's met his match. Something remains to be said about the way Draco treats her. Cousins...

Maybe I'll go and take a walk around the lake, and perhaps practice a few new melodies.

~ Thalassa

6:24pm: Schola aeterna indeed...
Gods, it is annoying to be at school. Professor McGonagall is hell-bent on making my life miserable, it seems. The old bat has ordered three essays to be turned in at the end of the week. In addition to that, she requests that we attend some "extra-help" sessions, those of us who are doing badly. McGonagall actually had the nerve to suggest that some of us needed this... this assistance, while looking at me quite sternly. It's obvious who's got a rather large stick up her arse, isn't it?

I skived off Astronomy last night, and don't regret it one bit. Obviously, some people don't deserve my attention. Sinistra has been teaching absolute bullshit since December. He was all prissy and preening about how last night would be absolutely marvelous- I've seen nearly all there is to see about Astronomy, thank you very much. My brother Mikel shows me nearly everything. He's a starsearcher and works in close association in Ireland with the centaurs up there. Once, for my birthday, he took me to a Muggle clearing in Wales, and showed me the most beautiful thing ever- a meteor shower. It was brilliant: falling stars sparkled and gleamed brightly against the dark sky. It only lasted for an hour, but at the very end of it all, he presented me with a small pendant- a small sapphire drop that looked like it held the very starlight we'd seen that night.

Is it evident now why I need never go back to that Astronomy Tower except to snog people?

~ Thalassa