Texty: Hinky Punks (The). A Wizard's Diary. Inicio.

On the first day of term I wasn?t ready
To tell the world what happened to me
The strangest looks of deepest pity
It didn?t look like people believed
Now it seems like everything is different to me, different to me
I?m not trying to be the hero, or a liar, or even disagreeing to agree
But now I see it so clearly
People are scared of the truth and would rather be naive than to believe
And now I?m alone, I?m alone in this
Oh well, who cares, not me most of these people I will not miss
Now I have a teacher who looks like a toad with a disease
She teaches worse than my cousin Dudley is at chemistry
But that is not the point I am trying to make
She represents everything I hate
After all, I mustn?t tell lies
But better watch out for on your shoulders will fall all of theses cries
She gave me a lifetime ban on Quidditch, that was a bit much
Or like saying ?ahem? after everything makes me freaking nuts
The only good thing that happened this year
Is that I snogged Cho Chang and drank a lot of Butterbeer.
Will I make it to Easter, Will I ever play Quidditch
Who knows, but now I have class with that little stupid freakin? Umbridge