Brennan Bradley

( Private to family (accidently able to be read by Rhys and Drew) )

Who's awesome? MY SISTER THAT'S WHO! Brillant match Kira!! You flew circles around the Hellhounds seeker! Grats to the Vipertooths and better luck Hellhounds, next time. The Vipertooth might be in last place, but they're just starting to rally, just you watch. They're gonna sweep the competition, I feel it.

Well, that's a new one. I can't exactly say what the student was in the Med Center for, but, this has to be one of the most interesting responses I've ever seen to a potion. After giving him his medication, I was asked to keep an eye on him "Just in case". For any other healers who may find themselves in this situation, when Healer Walen says that, you're in for something hilarious.

Next thing I know, the patient is trying to get up and salsa his way to the door going 'after drinking that, I feel like a transformer!' Then he fainted, with Healer Walen laughing the whole time. Guy woke up and let's just say he felt better after.

People, please don't panic when zombies come after you. This is a game. It's not worth the, albiet hilarious, injuries that will come if you take off without an escape plan. Really, it's not that hard to get away on campus.

So, here are some helpful hints to help you stay 'alive'.

-Stop, look and listen. Stopping to observe your surroundings might allow you to prepare for something nasty and can give you time to look for ways to get out of a tight spot.
-Teamwork. Communication is key when dealing with the undead. It's what seperates us from them. Watch out for each other and take care of each other. You are not going to survive the zombie apocalypse by yourself
-Be ready for anything.
-Think like a Zombie. If you were looking for brains, where would you go? Where would you hide?
-Don't Panic

I, meanwhile, am hunting a few so anyone who wants to team up with me, lemme know.

Enjoying this Muggle Poetry class I'm taking as an elective. Emily Dickinson's poems are fascinating. Thought I'd share one,

Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.

I think this is the one I'll end up using for the assignment this week. It's just fascinating to try to dissect this.

[Private to Aspen, Amira, Harper, Rhys, Beth, Ethan and Phil]
It's been a while since we all got together. I think we should change that. Should we go out for dinner or would someone mind if I commandeered their Greek House to cook? I've got a few recipes I wouldn't mind trying out.

I thought I'd take the camera out for a bit today. I like the ones I took today and found some old favorites.

( Pictures )

Oh man. I love Professor Neal. I have to share the joke he told today.

In a psychiatrist’s waiting room two patients are having a conversation. One says to the other, “Why are you here?”


The second answers, “I’m Napoleon, so the doctor told me to come here.”


The first is curious and asks, “How do you know that you’re Napoleon?”


The second responds, “God told me I was.”


At this point, a patient on the other side of the room shouts, “NO I DIDN’T!”

Every year, I tell myself 'Oh I'm never waiting till the last minute again' and every year, I end up in the same boat. One of these years, maybe I'll finish my shopping before December 24th?

( Brennan Regan Bradley )