Ahem.
Kankurou's squeaking door kept me awake longer than normal last night. So, I guess I wouldn't be pretentious in saying he broke it. Also heard something about having someone fix it? Observation skills are severely lacking as I've been concentrating too much on some ridiculous paper for an intro English class that's due soon.
What idiot makes freshmen write a fifteen page thesis on the origin of language?!
Maybe I should actually spend some time with older brother so we can complain together, as he seems to like doing it. And quite often. But it's not that I'll make a habit of that, though.
And that cake from my birthday is still in the refrigerator. I wonder if anyone's noticed I haven't touched it since Temari made me blow out the candles. Sometimes, I think sister tries too hard, but I'm not going to tell her that (to her face). But I'll possibly mention the thought of never letting Kankurou help her bake ever again. I just have this feeling he was the one that iced it...and with a little too much enthusiasm. (If, in fact, they tag-teamed on such a thing.)
Um.
Looks like it's going to be another long night. Again. Which I'm used to. Aside from that monstrosity of a paper, I have to interview someone and create a manuscript. Me? Interview? Someone help.
And I sound so apathetically...not me. I suppose that's why I live in my room most of the time. Stern face, Gaara. Stern face.
What idiot makes freshmen write a fifteen page thesis on the origin of language?!
Maybe I should actually spend some time with older brother so we can complain together, as he seems to like doing it. And quite often. But it's not that I'll make a habit of that, though.
And that cake from my birthday is still in the refrigerator. I wonder if anyone's noticed I haven't touched it since Temari made me blow out the candles. Sometimes, I think sister tries too hard, but I'm not going to tell her that (to her face). But I'll possibly mention the thought of never letting Kankurou help her bake ever again. I just have this feeling he was the one that iced it...and with a little too much enthusiasm. (If, in fact, they tag-teamed on such a thing.)
Um.
Looks like it's going to be another long night. Again. Which I'm used to. Aside from that monstrosity of a paper, I have to interview someone and create a manuscript. Me? Interview? Someone help.
And I sound so apathetically...not me. I suppose that's why I live in my room most of the time. Stern face, Gaara. Stern face.