Ah Matt, I love your fezzes, but the second poster is like, eye-sex-magic to me.
The house points in Pottermore right now looks like this:
If you notice, Slytherins have the least amount of members, and Ravenclaw has the most. We were hundreds of points behind them, however, we've been upping the ante and slowly climbing up. Last night we finally got a couple point lead, and all day today has been a extremely close with points- sometimes Ravenclaw would have a two or three point advantage, sometimes Slytherin did.
The people with the thousands of points were actually the people who excelled in Wizard's Duel, however due to technical difficulties, it's been down for nearly a week. So now in order to gain points, members explore the chapter currently available in Pottermore & and brew potions like our lives depended on it. ಠ_ಠ
However, like in the HP series, haters like to hate on the Slytherins.
Many suspect foul play from the Slytherins, and point fingers. And I'd like to say this: I know some of the members there feel like the numbers have unfairly been tipped to our favor- and in light of that distrust and frustration, I'd like to offer a heartfelt apology.
Dear Members of Other Houses, that have accused Slytherins of cheating,
in lieu of the recent, insidious point gain by Slytherin, and our slight point lead of all other houses, it's time to apologize:
I'm sorry that Slytherins are driven, focused, and amazingly wonderful with brewing potions. I'm sorry that despite the disadvantages that faced us, we overcame them and now sit perched at top of a mountain of victory. I'm sorry that according to you, I'm acting "too Slytherin" about making points, and that by calling us "Slytherin" you're unknowingly giving us a compliment. I'm sorry that your Head of Houses are nowhere near and attractive or nosebleed inducing as ours.
Now that my truly emotional apology has been written, I hope you have the heart to realize that your worries about cheating and unfairness can now be put to rest. However, if the emotional brunt of my apology was too much to bear, I apologize once more, and hope you can forgive me.
Translation of that last sentence:
And if you're still hating?
I'd like to thank you, dear computer, for always making me feel special. Why, only this morning, I was working on finishing that Pixiv guide so diligently with you! I was sentences away from doing so when I realized that I was completely exhausted. I saved my almost completed tutorial and shut you off, satisfied with out well the guide came out. I awoke several hours later and clicked your 'on' button and your screen lit up happily.
I quickly logged in and clicked on my Pixiv tutorial Microsoft Word link on my desktop, but realized that I'd saved it in another location (something I do often, by mistake). Yes, I must've- this saved guide only has 2 pages, instead of the 7+ that I had saved earlier. I skipped over to my other folders, where it would be located, only to realize that the one saved in those folders was even shorter.
5+ pages missing, and you sit still on my desk, silently gloating over your victory.
It was at that moment that I realized that that had a baseball bat conveniently stashed away in the back of my closet. Smiling deviously, I pulled the baseball bat out of the closet and beat the ever lovin' kilobytes, megabytes, gigabytes right out of your mainframe. Out of the corner of the room, your friend, Laptop, watched watch on in horror as you finally get the ass-whooping you deserve.
You've screwed me over many times- for instance:
- That 4,000 word autobiography, school assignment that you deleted.
- The millions of time you let the Blue Screen of Death pop up- in the worst moments.
- My entire story folder, containing years of fanfiction, original fiction, and plot ideas- poof! Gone.
- And finally- that online test that was vital for me to finish; that's when you decide to automatically update yourself. There's nothing like losing a grade & being locked out of a test that you've been studying for all week, right?
At this point, I'm convinced that you're a minion of Voldemort, sent to torture me because of all the "Missing" reports I've filed for his nose. And now that I think about it, it's probably true.
So that's why finishing the tutorial is taking forever.
On the bright side, I'm making a couple videos for it while I'm retyping it.
Video: [This] cracked me up, for obvious reasons. Why does he always look like he wants to be somewhere else, yet still looks awesome?
Article: Dear god, am I the only female who [found this hilarious]? I laugh because I know it's true- I've done all of these things and have seen other women do this as well.
"No, I meant this!"
"But you didn't say to do that."
"Still, you should have figured it out and done it anyway."
"How doesn't even begin to make se- you know what? You're right, I'm wrong."
Which inspired the title (which has been altered, and the campaign dropped because people don't know how to take a joke), EverythingIDoIsWrong.org
Picture: Oh, [David, don't worry]- one day you'll be uber magical! Except, with less wands and more TARDIS.
OH MY GOD YES, IT'S FROM JK, IT'S OFFICIAL- I AM, AND HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN THAT I'M-
(So happy I could cry.)
(Then I realize I'm in Slytherin and straighten up- like a boss.)
(Then I remember Slytherins are fucking fantastic dancers. Pfft, Gryffinfor- wizard please.)
GOD YES, MY DREAMS HAVE COME TRUE. Time for my next... special dance.