You write such pretty words

It's a funny thing, being made aware of your accomplishments prior to you actually doing them.

[Private to Natalie]
What exactly does Sexiest Man of the Year have to do to get there and do once he is there?
[/Private to Natalie]

[Private to Rose]
I had a dream that I had hair the same color as yours last night my goldfish friend. It was enjoyable. You must have lots of fun with it. I'm going to take my dog on a walk tomorrow night. If you'll be around you should join us.
[/Private to Rose]

As promised, here is a few pictures of my dog. He's ferocious, you've been warned.

( Spellotaped )

Did I ever mention that I have a dog? If someone tells me how to put the pictures on here I will. He's ferocious.

I heard some whispers about it on the ship so I thought I'd ask, are there any Weird Sisters on board?

[Private to Natalie]
We never did get to go to get you my records, would you still want to do that? We don't even have to get my records or anything like that.
[/Private to Natalie]

It would appear as though I am stuck on this ship. For how long I do not know. But I hope to make the best of it and stay ready for what is waiting for me back home. I haven't felt this trapped since I was a kid. And I think I'm the only one who stays up all night and sleeps all day, there's almost no one around after one or two.

[Private]
I wonder how long it will be before I'm found out and this whole ship decides either they like me because I'm who I am or hate me because what I was born with. Well maybe since it appears that the vast majority of the people on the ship are Wizarding folk, they won't be as cruel as my parents expected. But that, well it's not worrying me so much.

What is is that I can't stop thinking about my first night here. Or rather in New York City with Natalie. I'm writing her a song. I promised I'd never do that. Never ever to a girl. I can't do this I'm not ready.
[/Private]

( Life's no storybook )