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| 08:08pm 13/08/2004 |
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mood:  annoyed
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Fuck you, world.
My plan to evade Yuki when we got back got torn a new one. ...I shouldn't have fucking told her we were coming back before we actually got back. Then again, she has been calling several times a day She took one look at me and had a shitfit.
The downpour seeped into my bag even though it's supposed to be fucking waterproof. Fucking thing. My papers got slightly soggy. It didn't make everything illegible, but I can't fucking turn in this shit with crinkly bits and bleeding lines. I need to recopy it. Che.
Met up with someone at the camp. It's a small world. Like I thought, not so 'nice' after all-- he's fucking wicked. Haha. |
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| Hello, instructors. |
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| 04:21pm 20/07/2004 |
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mood: pissed off
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Whoever set the showers on fire... nice, but did it fucking occur to you we'd be stuck without them afterward? This is me pointing and laughing in your fucking face right now. Just wait until the chicks on the other side of camp get to you-- they fucking hate being without showers. If they're on their periods, you might as well kill yourself now.
I'm going to use mud. Will have to do what I can with the hair. Wouldn't be the first time I had to deal without access to showers for a while. For the hand washing... che, the toilets still have clean water. Hn.
I'm not surprised the guys managed to fuck up the showers and get away with it-- the security in this place is fucking nonexistent. The set up of the camp itself is cruddy, guidelines and curriculum aside.
So I can't say the landslide was completely unexpected either.
You fuck-ups.
However, I had to call back home on my cell to make the proper excuses and convey the information. Of course, I told Yuki. She told Sen.
She tells me that Sen's crying because I'm not sure when we'll come back.
Camp instructors, you are fucking dead. |
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| Incompetent teachers are so fucking predictable |
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| 02:35pm 07/07/2004 |
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mood: annoyed
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More fucking pointlessness. At least my preparations to compensate for the sheer lack of nothing being taught aren't going to fucking waste.
Still, throw stuff, huh? That includes students, teachers, and any-fucking-one else. ...shit, maybe this won't be a total waste of time after all.
Like fucking hell.
The schedule is fucking annoying. Fuck it. |
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| Another fucking kiddie trip |
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| 07:27pm 02/07/2004 |
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mood: pissed off
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There must be some fucking neurosis our teachers suffer from. When students approach anything resembling maturity over the course of school, adults immediately freak out and try to reconnect us with our "inner child." ...the fuck, mate?
How many goddamn, fucking times do we have to do these shitty kindergarten field trips?!
...che. Physics class better be remotely fucking interesting at the science camp or I'm starting a peditition against shitty teachers to the board. |
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| Hatred of mornings after |
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| 11:22am 15/06/2004 |
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mood: irritated
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Whatever the fuck I had, it was pretty damn strong. I'll tip Haruna next time.
...He was nice. Too bad. Hn.
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Whatever the fuck else I'm doing wrong, she will be the one thing that turns out right.
Going to go look for some fucking water now. |
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| A letter of insincere apology to the fucker upstairs from the bastard downstairs |
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| 12:45am 31/05/2004 |
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mood: aggravated
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I'm sorry I haven't written bullshit in this journal for a couple of weeks.
I'm sorry I ignored people for the last week in favor of slaving over the research project my sadistic bastard of an economics teacher assigned us.
I'm sorry for getting continuous detentions from my math teacher this year, who is even more of an anal retentive motherfucking asshole than Mimori from junior high. The pranks were worth it though.
I'm sorry for getting caught as I was beating the shit out of one of the other high school's gangs.
I'm sorry for fighting with Peaches. He was just trying to be nice or so he claims.
I'm sorry for the obscenities about Nanami. I shouldn't have gotten personal about her family lineage. It's not her fault our boss from the coffeehouse had decided to double increase my workload because Nanami, the bitch, landed herself in the hospital for the last three weeks, being too fucking retarded to look before crossing the street.
I'm sorry about the obscenities directed at certain cheap skanks who use and lose people who they claim are their friends but only because Sengoku is a fucking goody-goody and insists on thinking well of them.
I, however, am not sorry for teaching Sen the word "bullshit," even if Yuuki had bashed me over on the head for it.
In the future, I'll try to be more diligent, so fuck off.
Jin Akutsu |
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| Overkill |
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| 06:56pm 09/05/2004 |
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mood: aggravated
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If Yuuki adds one more ribbon to Sen's hair, I'm going to fucking shred something.
Yeah, the stuff makes Sen so cute I want to hurl, but she's not supposed to be a frigging mannequin modeling every type and color of cloth in a fabric store.
Yuuki insisted we go out and be a family during Golden Week. That fucking says it all. I "behaved" since I'll be out of the house, at my place, when school starts. I'll have to stop by home at least once a week to hang out with the kid though, or else Yuuki will... Taichi, you suck for teaching her how to do those eyes.
...damnit, just how dressy does Sen need to be to go see a movie at the Ginza?! The show's already going to fucking start by the time we leave the house. I'm going to have to teach Sen how to dress properly not like some fucking brainless fluff who needs hours in the fucking bathroom just to walk outside
Fuck this, I'm going outside to smoke some smigs. |
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