Good news, I suppose.
Well, the doctors tell me I should be fully healed in about a week, so I should be able to get back to training without fear of opening any old wounds. I am sure Gai-sensei will be ecstatic and will make me do 500 push-ups to show me just how happy he is that I am recovered. I still have not quite figured out the difference between a happy Gai-sensei and a mad Gai-sensei. It seems to me that either way, I get punished. But no matter. I actually look forward to the training. Being cooped up in a hospital room is unbearable, especially when the window has such a nice view of the outside world. I'll be glad to be able to walk freely through Konoha without the nurses clucking over me.
In the meantime, someone brought this to my attention:
This is so ridiculous that it's ominous. Considering how many ridiculous things have happened to me lately, and how many ridiculous people (or rather, just one certain person) I have been losing to, I am beginning to worry that this might be downright prophetic. So apparently, in 45 years I will be useless and Iruka-sensei will be some kind of nurse or crossing guard.
In the meantime, someone brought this to my attention:
This is so ridiculous that it's ominous. Considering how many ridiculous things have happened to me lately, and how many ridiculous people (or rather, just one certain person) I have been losing to, I am beginning to worry that this might be downright prophetic. So apparently, in 45 years I will be useless and Iruka-sensei will be some kind of nurse or crossing guard.