So break was almost enjoyable until I realised why I don't like going home. My father is a wanker. My dad can be a right jerk.  The castle is much better  even if we do have classes and even though it's only been a couple of days back to school I'm sick of paying attention to classes already. But even classes don't make it so bad. Still pretty tired I didn't get any sleep over break. 

Only a little over a week until our next quidditch game. I can't wait. I went for a run today, it's bloody freezing out there.  I how the snow looks, but I hate the cold. It's just so cold...I'm ready for it to be spring again.