4/23/08 08:07 pm - oO7
I don't like gossip.
Let me start there, because. Because everyone else is talking about it, no matter how many people say they don't care---you're writing a journal entry about it, that means you've heard the rumors, you've heard the tales; you've taken a little time and effort to listen to the dish. You're a liar if you say you don't care, or you don't pay attention, because you can't not pay attention to something you're announcing that you're avoiding. So there's that. There's no need to be preachy---just because you think people are being dumb for reacting or getting upset about what's being said, doesn't mean they really are. I'm sure there's plenty of things that would upset you that other people could care less about, so--there's another thing.
I think I understand that gossip is natural, that people like telling stories. They embellish stories to make them sound more interesting to the listener, you know; sound cool. It happens. I know there are plenty of times when I've related a story to a friend and added a little flare or a joke I would've said at the time, but didn't. So. It happens. Gossip happens whether we know we're spreading it or not.
There's a fine, fine line between gossip and just being mean. For the past five years and two months, Hogwarts has been my home and I really couldn't speak more highly of it. Except for our lousy time with Umbridge last year, and other bumps in the road---it's been great. But it has completely and utterly thrown me for a tremendous loop with all of this 'bavardage' garbage. And---I got upset before, because I don't like people talking about me in a bad way, because I try, I try really hard to be nice to everyone and to treat everyone with respect, but I am literally insulted and stunned beyond any other reaction than this long and winding ramble by the latest dish and how Melinda and Mand--- people are handling it.
Melinda and I didn't shag. We kissed, we got thrown out of the robe place, and I'm sorry if I'm completely fucking---fuck--- fucking annoyed that someone's trying to delve into my personal life that way.
So. Just.
Fuck off.
Sorry for the ramble.