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Room 232, Early Tuesday Morning
Sakura woke innordinately early, and she wasn't sure why. She frowned at the ceiling for a while, then rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, only realize it wasn't working. Shrugging, she finally got up and pulled her laptop into her lap, checking her email and seeing if anything interesting was going on at home ( Read more... ) -
232, Tuesday
Sakura is more than aware of the festivities going on with the new round of students. Which is why she is still in her room, hiding.
Well, not hidingShe's sitting on her bed with her computer, checking things and sending emails. She figures, with as much of a hermit as she's managed to be for the year and half she's been enrolled, if someone ( Read more... ) -
OOC Again!
Well, I just suck, don't I. >_<; Blame work; I work five days a week for 11 hours, only to come home and pass out... Which leaves me Mondays and Tuesdays to do anything. But I'll try my best to be around those days! Really. Y'guys know my AIM, ping me if you need me/Sakura ( Read more... ) -
OOC~
As if I wasn't already, here's Sakuramun announcing a bit of a hiatus. >>; Going out of town for ... what, three days? Four? Where there will be only one computer with internet access. I think I'll let Edmun use it, as she doesn't seem capable of going a day without the internet. *snicker* Anyway... Happy Thanksgiving everybody, enjoy your Holiday! -
Tuesday, Room 232
Sakura was scribbling furiously in a tiny purple notebook, with a ballpoint pen that matched the purple poly cover. The lines on the small pages were horizontal, yet her scribbles went vertical. From a distance it looked rather like she was... well, just scribbling. But to anyone with knowledge of Asian cultures or linguistics, it was clear she was ( Read more... ) -
Room #232, Late Monday Evening
Sakura sat on the edge of her bed, frowning at her sock feet. She hadn't left her room since Saturday. She'd slept a little, she'd eaten a little... but she hadn't left unless a bathroom run was necessary. Her laptop had remained clicked shut, sitting on the desk at the end of the bed, and she was still wearing the same pair of jeans and the ( Read more... ) -
Room #232, Thursday Evening
Sakura sits at the small desk at the foot her her bed, clacking away on her keyboard. She has the speakers on but not blaring, playing something in a language most of Fandom wouldn't understand. She, however, is singing along as if it were completely normal.
For her, it is.
"Mune no oku de furuete'ru ( Read more... ) -
232, Saturday Evening
Sakura sat at her desk, a slightly crumpled piece of paper in her hands. She'd noticed it in the halls the day before... Brought it back to her room and left it on the desk, knowing she'd forget until she sat there again. Well, she was sitting at the desk ( Read more... ) -
232 Monday Afternoon
Visiting Meilin in Hong Kong over the summer had rather gone against Touya's efforts to allow her to stay at Fandom High, but it had been easy enough to talk it over with her brother. Mildly pyschotic or not, Touya was a fairly logical man. Besides, Meilin's family had helped pay for the trip!
...It felt odd, thinking of her brother as a man. Well ( Read more... ) -
Sunday Afternoon
She had actually had most of her things completely packed up, aside from what she would need until leaving. Perched on the edge of her bed, she frowned at the empty feel of the room. She glanced at the computer ( which I totally didn't know she had until just now, kthx. >>; )and frowned. Something told her to check her email. So, she did ( Read more... )