There is 6 weeks until my 18th birthday!!!!!! Well, technically there is 45 days until April 5, my birthday (yes, that's Easter Thursday) .

Also, lulz about Ralph Finnes and that Australian flight attendant joining the mile high club. My rhyme (and thoughts) on the issue. Thoughts: She's deperate, slightly crazed (she watched 'The English Patient' 20 times) and money-hungry.

There once was an air hostess,
At toliet-cubile sex she was best,
Who would have thought
That dear Lord Voldemort
Was her best-ever lover
He was like no other
She sighed and then rated
Him a 10 out of 10.

Ah, time for bed.