Miracles never do cease. I
slept. But I'm still sore.
I'm also unsure of what to make of this
ninja rumor. Granted proper action has been taken, I believe no one can ridicule me for never wanting to voluntarily leave my room.
School. If I wasn't so dedicated, I wouldn't go back. The interview assignment's due date, however, was pushed to sometime in March so I don't have to worry about it until later. People also asked questions. Kankurou, maybe I should have let you play beautician with my face.
I keep having that
dream whenever I sleep more than a few hours. Maybe it's my subconscious' way of telling me I need to stop the sarcasm. It doesn't seem to work, anyway.