Finally. It's spring break ( Read more... )

I am blinded.

Please clothe yourselves.

Oh. Those are bathing suits.

Disgusting.

Oh well. Switching all the sunblock lotion with cooking oil proved entertaining for the time being. And in the future as well.

Happy skin cancering.

I am going home for the holidays.

Hopefully Sasuke and I won't end up fighting again instead of giving thanks. Last time we were so loud with our obscenities and moaning hateful language that we apparently ruined the next-door neighbor's family dinner and he even dragged his lardass over here showed up at our door to lecture us. It wasn't ( Read more... )

Yes, yes - I am still alive. Breathing. Living. Being so goddamn sexy. What have you ( Read more... )

Kisame blew up the kitchen. Right after we just stocked up on the groceries too. Damn. Idiot.

Now I'm famished and there's nothing to eat. I also have no money. I suppose I could drive back home and load Sasuke's fridge into my car and drive it back to the dorm take some food and some money from my incompetent brother ( Read more... )

Some baffoons attempted to set fire to the frathouse. I would kill them if I remembered who they were, but Kankuro started smoking into my face and I guess I got second-hand high (if that's even a term) and I don't recall anything. Except a few distinct things I would rather not ( Read more... )

Deidara is getting sick because he wasn't taking that medicine the incompetent doctor gave us. And since I have an important test this week, I decided it would be wise if I didn't cough up blood on the papers and took some of that dreadful stuff. That drug gave me the weirdest dreams. Involving my brother. *furrows brows and shifts uncomfortably* I ( Read more... )

Deidara broke his bed. Again ( Read more... )

Women are headaches. And that's all I have to say on the topic.

I'm still trailing after every damn flyer Deidara and Sasori has stuck on the school and burning it. Bastards. I've tried getting my stalkers the fangirls my female acquaintances to pick them up for me, but they always ogle over it and gush over how cute it is. It is not cute. It is ( Read more... )

Alright. I have not been around.

Because apparently, prank calling the CIA is frowned upon. They have a fucking good tracking system too. So I barely got away and had to break some bones in the process. Back to prank calling Sasuke it is. This time, it's the police in need of your assistance, foolish little brother!Onto other things, the Akatsuki ( Read more... )