urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki schoolgirl_yuki schoolgirl_yuki 2005-05-04T22:20:54Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:2215 2005-05-04T22:20:54Z 2005-05-04T22:20:54Z Since so many people sounded interested in having a study group, I think we should go ahead with it. Do tuesdays sound good? And where should we hold it? The Library? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:2025 2005-05-04T01:10:43Z 2005-05-04T01:10:43Z Life goes on it seems.<br /><br />Exams are getting so close. It's really quite scary.<br /><br /><br />I've been going to every after school tutorial they offer... but I'm still not sure it'll be enough.<br /><br />&gt;,&lt;<br /><br /><br />Anyone want to start a study group? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:1579 2005-04-29T00:00:36Z 2005-04-29T00:01:19Z <a name="cutid1"></a>I don't remember <i>a thing</i> about last night. I must've gotten really drunk.<br /><br />Somebody give me the reader's digest version?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />ooc: Sorry I like dissapeared last night. I fell down in my backyard (halfway in the pool and halfway onto the concrete...), wasn't really up for much after that... just went to bed bruised and bleeding. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:1468 2005-04-26T02:52:37Z 2005-04-26T02:52:37Z Yuki sat in a back corner of the library, studying for the up-coming exams. It felt like life was slowly sinking into a rut of Study, study, study. She flipped the pages of her book, egar for something new, or even just something interesting to break up the monotony... but no such luck.<br /><br />She looked out across the room, seeking out something, or someone to draw her attention. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:1195 2005-04-23T01:24:18Z 2005-04-23T01:28:38Z It was late in the day. After a number of glares and whispered--but audible--remarks in class and at lunch, Yuki had left the populated areas of the school, and was hiding in a darkened corner of the Fifth-year girl dorms. She'd been there some time before the door opened. She tried to hide the sniffle and repressed a moan, turning further from the door. Someone was coming in. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:849 2005-04-22T03:56:01Z 2005-04-22T03:56:01Z Yuki flounced back into the dorm, and, wand out, conjured up streamers of yellow, and fairies of blue.<br /><br />She closed and locked her trunk, on which, in gold lettering was written "A.K.", flipping it over onto it's backside, and opening up a secret compartment. Aki's hand-me-downs were good for something. In the back were two bottles of Vodka. She uncorked one, and slammed the trunk back shut, then conjured a punch bowl on top, and spiked it with the Vodka. When the bottle was empty she tossed it in the laundry hamper.<br /><br />Any minute, guests would be arriving.<br /><br /><br />Ooc: I have to leave in a bit, but I thought, since I suggested the party, I should at least post it. All Hufflepuff's are invited. Others may come too, if they promise to be nice. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:683 2005-04-21T22:01:50Z 2005-04-21T22:01:50Z Hey, it's the Queen's birthday.<br /><br /><br /><br />Party. My room. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:schoolgirl_yuki:354 2005-04-21T03:58:31Z 2005-04-21T03:59:29Z Yuki sat silently doodling Hello Kitty on her open leather journal. She was in the Hufflepuff Common Room, and whistling some forgotten Japanese Pop song. Oh how time flies when you're doing nothing. <br /><br /><i>OWLs are coming up... should probably study for those or something...</i><br /><br />Studying was something Yuki simply didn't do. She would go to class, she would get straight As, but she would never, under any circumstance study. She never had, she never would. Studying was a waste of time. She prefered the spounge theory:<br /><br />Go to class, listen, soak it up, take the test, pass it, and forget it ever happened.<br /><br />She looked up from her doodles. Someone was coming.<br /><br />(dun dun DUH!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />OOC: anyone?