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[ithika]

8:46pInane Drivel:I HAVE SILVERCHAIR TICKETS




Yes, a bit over due but
I HAVE SILVERCHAIR CONCERT TICKETS
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE



current mood: ecstatic & accomplished
current music: "The Closing" - Silverchair

8:49pInane Drivel:Deck the halls with bits of Otto... fa la lalala la la la la




Ooh, I HATE that boy. Yes, boy. Little, juvenile, infantile prat. Ooh, hate.
Well, I don't really hate him, its more... Incredible dislike.
Not
arch-nemesis material, he's just too crap. In fact it's surprising that
he can stand at all, being almost totally composed of crap as he is.
Ok, enough whining.
Nothing can really upset me now!
I'M GOING TO A SILVERCHAIR CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*spins off*



current mood: irate
current music: "Israels Son" - Silverchair

8:58pInane Drivel:Hrm. I'm doing alot of posting today.




Well, I just HAVE to comment on the incredible speeds at which
Silverchair concerts for the Across The Night Australian Tour soul out.
Here are some examples (As in - WHOAH.)
Newcastle [hometown of said band]: Sold out in SIX MINUTES
Sydney: Sold out in 18 minutes
Melbourne: Sold out in 9 minutes

The Adelaide one sold out today & the Perth one only has a few hundred left.
Moop.
That's very gratifying.
Silverchair must be proud. :D
Happy.
Poor Lisa can't go *hugs*!
Bye now



current mood: ecstatic
current music: "Across the Night" - Silverchair (duh)

9:06pInane Drivel:Qt

"Before
you tell us what you know, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore began, "why don?t we
tell you what we know? Now. We were first alerted to your plight when a
Hufflepuff first-year student came racing into the Great Hall yesterday
morning, announcing that she had found Draco Malfoy lying in a
snowbank, quite dead. As you can imagine, this caused something of a
stir."

"Mass suicides among the fifth-year girls, I imagine," said Draco cheerfully.

"Perhaps
the mourning was not quite so extreme," said Dumbledore, "although
there was much concern at the Slytherin table, and several Gryffindors
made remarkable scenes." At this, Harry became very interested in a
bootlace. "As you can imagine, much haste was made to reach you. You
were, as reported, lying in a snowbank, inert and drenched in blood. It
is very surprising, in fact, that the blood loss did not kill you.
Coupled with that, it is even more surprising that the cold did not
finish you off. You were nearly frozen when the Hufflepuff girl found
you while she was on her way down to the greenhouse. She pressed
herself against your body, before she ran for help."

"Who can blame her?" Draco murmured.

"She
pressed herself against you to warm you up, Draco," Charlie put in.
"She had Muggle first-aid training. Fortunately for you."

"Sure," said Draco, leaning back against a pillow. "That?s her story."

9:07pInane Drivel:Qt2

"Both out of bed sneaking around after dark. Using curses. Filch would string you up in the dungeons by your thumbs for this."

Harry looked mildly horrified.

"May I remind you," said Draco, "that detention is a time-honored form of punishment."