Seamus Finnigan's Journal

4:32pm: So it looks like camping did a lot for my muse. I got one song finished up but a few more are floating around while I wait for the right words and the rigth notes to find me. Let me know what you think:

( Real Song: Take this to heart by Mayday Parade )

I don't see why eveyone's complianing about the trip. It was all bad. Well, from what I can remember. I don't reckon anyone can tell me what exactly I did when I was wasted. I kinda had a blackout there. I'm pretty sure I probably said "Tá mé air meisce" a few times to try an' confuse people. All it means is "I am drunk". But anyway I 'spose it's cause I spend so much time outside at home that the camping didn't bother me all that much. Some of you guys need to get outta the city more often.

5:06pm: As much as I love being with all my friends, I can't help btu look forward to Christmas. Yeah, I know everyone's so happy to get away from their parents and families, but I miss me little sister and nephew something feirce. I dunno how much I'm going to miss, being here. What if one of 'em talks or does something else brilliant like that. Ugh, I hate not being able to see them.

So I was pretty surprised that that potion turned out good for me. Slughorn was right, though. It smelled like... the best thinkg I've ever smelled in my life. Like that shampoo Lav wears flowers and leather and the mix of wood and tiny bit of metal that guitars have and... I dunno, baby powder, maybe? Doesn't seem like they'd go together that well but it was the most beautiful smell I've ever smelled in my life.

( Lav. )

10:54am: Merlin, I hadn't realised how long it's been since I've written in this thing. Well, I'm at the hospital now. Fiona Teagan Finnigan was born around 2am this morning, a week later than the doctor said she would be born. Even though she's late, she's absolutely tiny. She's an even 7lbs, nice and healthy. So yeah, I have all my titles now. Big brother, Uncle, and Godfather. Mam and Da couldn't be happier. Mam even had a proffesional picture taken of he already.

http://flickr.com/photos/9380939@N08/1244034820/ [follow the link because HTML hates me]


Isn't she gorgeous? She's got Nan's red hair, which surprised the hell outta Mam and Da since me a Eireann got Da's blonde hair. She has Mam's eyes though, like Eireann and Doyle. It's funny to think that technically Fiona is Doyle's aunt and she'd younger than him. Me family's a right mess, I suppose. Wonder what'll be like once I have me own kids. It'll be even crazier.

( Lavender. )

( Dean. )

4:42pm: FUCK YES! And Mam always said that gambling would never do any good. Me Da won four tickets to the World Cup and almost enough money to cover everything in a lucky game of cards. Do you know how amazing this is?! I mean, I know that Ireland isn't playing this year, but England is good enough and if Da hadn't played then there would be no way for us to afford all of that. Since Mam's very pregnant and Eireann is staying behind with Doyle, it's just me, Da, and Dwayne that're going. DEAN THOMAS: If you're not going already I demand that you come with us. This is gonna be brill! It's so fun towatch Da watching quidditch, since he's a muggle and all. The last cup in Ireland he was amazedthe whole time. Mam said it was pretty lucky that he could even see it since most muggles can't come near but I guess it'ssomething about being exposed to Magic for all this tme. I dunno, maybe he's just odd.

In other news (though nothing could possibly be more exciting than that) Doyle is doing very well. All the old ladies at church swooned over him at his chistening. This one's gonna be a heartbreaker, just you wait and see. Just a few more weeks for Mam yet but she's huge. I can't imagine what women who have triplets look like if me Mam's as big as a house and she's only having one.

I wrote a few new songs, but alot of them have music and no lyrics or vice versa. I do have a finished one, though. Here it goes, let me know what you think.

( Real song: Check Yes Juliet by We The Kings )

And beforesome idiot goes asking, no there is no Juliet in me life. Eireann made me watch the Romeo and Juliet movie with her when it was on the telly. It'd just like that with a modern twist. Iprobably only wrote thesong because the Juliet in that movie is so bloody fit. So! What do you think. I'll be bringing Nora, me guitar, with me to the World Cup, so I can play it for anyone who wants to hear it then. Then again, I'm always up for visitors.

11:28pm: Right, so I thought I'd give everyone an explanation on why I wasn't at the beach party. I'm officially Uncle Seamus. Yeah, Doyle Seamus Dempsey was born late Saturday night. He's healthy and all; 7lbs 2oz. Me mam took a picture after he was all cleaned up. Muggle camera and all, so don't expect it to move.


He's gorgeous, yeah? Like mam like son, I suppose. I still can't believe that me sister is a mother. Or that my brother-in-law cried. Mam and Da and Eireann cried, too, but Mam and Eireann have been crying a lot lately and Da cried at grandda's funeral back when I was five. I'll admit, I shed a few tears, mostly because everyone else was. 

His christening is Sunday. The responsibilities just keep coing: first an uncle, now a godfather, next a big brother. I can't wait to spoil this little bugger rotten. Me little sis, too, but Mam isn't due for another few weeks. As much as I hate pregnant women, I love babies.

So about this party. I want details, very in depth details, on evey thing I missed.

11:09pm: Conas ata tu?


I know it's been said already and all, but I love being back home. It's weird but it feels so good to be able to not have to speak English all the time without getting stared at. Honest to God, I think the last English word I spoke was saying goodbyes at King Cross. I dunno but it's just like my mouth feels right speaking Irish.
You know what else is great about being home? The food. Don't get me wrong, the house-elves do great back at Hogwarts but it just doesn't have that feel that me mam's food has. I dunno, maybe I'm just crazy.

So me sister looks like she'd about ready to pop. Says she's been getting contractions on and off but not bad enough that we need to head to the hospital just yet. Looks like I'm going to be and Uncle and and god father soon, unless there those something-or-other things Mam and me aunt were talking about where its not really contraction. Thank Merlin I'll never be giving birth. I don't know how you girls do it.

I pretty much laid around all day. It was brilliant. I'll probably have a new song next time I write in this thing. Inspirations are coming from everywhere around here. Well, Mam yelling at me now, saying I better get work done. If I wasn't so lazy, I'd want a job somewhere other than at home. But seeing as I don't feel liking flooing to Diagon every morning, I'll settle on exercising the ponies. It's ot so bad, really, despite the fact that it give Mam more to yell about. May I just say once again how annoying pregnancy is? I wish that whole stork shit was true. At least Ta an aimsir go halainn inniu. I suppose I'll live.

2:45pm: Tired of studying? I'm heading towards the lake right now to play me new song for the lovely Hannah Abbott, but anyone's welcome to join in. I'll take requests and all that. Anyone with an instrument and singing skills are welcome to join in. LAST CHANCE BEFORE THE SUMMER! I kid you not, people, it will be amazing. That is all.

9:15pm: Seamus is feeling poetic. Actually Seamus is feeling lyrical if you want to get all technical and shite. Seamus is tired of writing out Seamus when it'd be so much easier just to write I Seamus is done using third person.

Yeah, studying is driving me mad but Mam would kill me if I fail everything. Something about throwing away my future and all that. Butttt the music kept playing in me head and Nora was calling for me, so I had to write a song before I went completely nutters. Can't think of a fecking name, though. Just writing the lyrics along with studying for DADA has fried what little brain I have to a crisp. SO! I'm leaving it up to YOU to name it. Best name wins and all. It could have nothing at all to do with the song, I couldn't care less. I just need a sweet name so when I serenade the female population of me home town I don't look like a wanker with a guitar and an unnamed song.

( Cut for OMFG LONGNESSS. Adapted to sound more wizard-y from Break out, Break out by All Time Low. )

So, what do ya think? And keep the names coming. Or ideas for another song. I just need to escape from all this studying before I jump off of the Astronomy tower.

9:08pm: [The DA]
I had a bloody brilliant time with the water ballon fight, though I'm still not really sure who one. Hell, everyone won! Us guy got to see girls in see through tops (and bikinis. Nice rack- I mean choice, Wendy)and you bird got to see me in nothin but me shamrock boxers. Still think you ladies got the better end of the deal, but I'm not complaining.
[/Hex]

Can we please have fondue night again? Melted cheese and chocolaete make pretty much everything delicious. I'm sure me mam won't be too pleased, seeing as I'll be begging for it all summer long now. She gets wicked mad when she's pregnant. It kinda sucks, having her and me sister all hormonal and shite at the same time. Couldn't they have talked it out so that they could take turns or something? Course I couldn't ask them that or Eireann'd burst into tears and Mam'd scream at me then make me bake her a chocolate cake and put malted cheese on it. Fecking pregnancy. This takes all the fun out of anticipating a new nephew and sister. I almost want to say that I never want to have sex again just in case and all, but I'm no masochist-thingy. Guess we'll just have to be extra careful then, yeah ladies? 'Sides, I don't plan on anyone calling me Daddy any time soon. Unless a girl is into that or something.

Anyway, Nora, me guitar, is just sitting in my room all lonely like. She's practically begging me to play her til my fingers go numb. I need song ideas, pronto. Someone give me inspiration. And no stupid shite, something I can actually use.

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