Man the end of the year is stressful as hell!

I have exams to worry about and they've been a huge pain in the ass so far. A week long? Fucking stupid.

My little brother is ecstatic about the dance which means he'll drag me through hell and high water to go. I haven't made up my mind yet if I want to ask someone to go with me as a date.

I also somehow have to explain to my pureblood parents I want to spend most of my summer with a friend whose family are muggles. Who I also just met this year. Instead of going to those stupid cruises, family get together and fancy dinner parties.

God damn it this next week and a half is going to be hell.