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[Oct. 22nd, 2005|04:27 pm] |
Yesterday, I needed to find something on the internet for History - and despite all objections by Shinji Mimura, I find it difficult to believe that anyone on the faculty set that picture as the school computers' homepage.
... Surely the man should be expending more effort on getting that problem seen to than on photographing it. |
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[Oct. 16th, 2005|01:29 am] |
(OOC: If anyone happens to want to have a crush on Kazuo and write a note to him, feel free - I kinda would like someone to plot with for at least part of V5, at any rate. ^_^ Falling that, it'll be a girl from another class.)
Out of curiosity, I have decided to find out who wrote the love letter (although this is not because "[I] want to bone her" - there are times when I wonder where Mitsuru comes up with his colourful vocabulary). I wasn't going to walk around with the letter asking everyone 'did you write this', not only because I have better things I could be busying myself with, but also because I don't know the first place to start.
So, I enlisted Yuka Nakagawa's help. Putting on a pleading expression is remarkably easy, if the speed at which she agreed was any indication. I showed her the letter and told her I wanted to find the writer and did she, Nakagawa, know the handwriting? She didn't, and I didn't expect her to, but I do expect the entire female population of the school to know all about the letter and that I am looking for the author by the end of the day. If she knows that I am looking for her, she will approach me herself, eliminating the need to find her.
Speaking of things I need to be busying myself with, my father has gone on a business trip for the weekend, leaving me to look after the house. I fail to see what needs looking after about it; there are roughly thirty servants to do that for him, most of whom will get on with that without needing or wanting any help from me. |
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[Oct. 4th, 2005|08:17 pm] |
It isn't often that school holds any more interest to me than the occasional decent lesson and the half hearted wonder of what the various members of class 3-B will end up doing in the day (and aside from the part I'm getting to, that wasn't much today - someone, likely Nanahara, attempted to break our ears in to illegal music for the fourth time in as many weeks and I received an A for the maths homework, which I did end up doing in the end).
However, when I returned to the 3-B classroom from the cafeteria, there was some kind of letter in my desk. It wasn't signed, nor did the writer leave me any means of contact, but it spoke of how she (I assume it's a she, which may be a bad idea, all things considered) 'watches me from afar' and would like very much to meet up with me outside of school at some time. I fail to see the point in leaving such a letter if there isn't even a way of replying to it.
This is somehow intriguing.
The others found it highly amusing, and spent the walk home quoting key phrases to each other and all but collapsing on the pavement. They soon forgot about the letter (I even got it back - I had half suspected one of them of smuggling it away in their bookbag) when we reached downtown, and Mitsuru managed to track down a gang of seventeen year olds who may or may not have done anything other than look at him the wrong way while he passed. I know Mitsuru well enough to know that he never needs to look far to find a fight.
The adrenaline rush that comes from the combat itself is exhilarating (I couldn't care less about the loud posturing and insulting of each other's parents that goes on beforehand), but... I am unable to describe it in any other way than referring to drug use. In the end, you become desensitised and need more of it every time until there is no point in continuing with the activity anymore. I am slowly beginning to each that end point. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2005|04:58 am] |
Homework is apparently something done when one has nothing better to do. Mitsuru, Tsukioka, Kuronaga and Sasagawa obviously had better things to do, judging by the requests to copy my own. I daresay they were out getting drunk all night.
I don't see the attraction in ingesting a neurological poison for recreation, personally. Even Mitsuru, hungover, has said that he 'is never touching the fucking stuff again'. Of course, he does.
Mitsuru's intelligence level seems to rise when in the throes of a hangover.
Actually, I didn't do the homework either. Not because I was drinking, but simply because if I already know the material, I see no real advantage in taking home work on the subject. I also had better things to do - better being slightly more interesting. |
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[Sep. 24th, 2005|01:41 am] |
My father has decided that if I am going to be more social, I am to interact slightly more with my 'schoolfriends'. I already see them in school. Is there any need to see them outside, unles 'schoolfriend' has changed its definition since I last looked?
However, it becomes rather boring for him to come into my bedroom, sit on the bed, arrange my bedside table just so as he attempts to think of the words he needs, before talking at me ('to me' is rather inaccurate) at length about how important it is to learn valuable social skills in a world that values global communications. He then stands, pats my head in what he seems to think is a paternally caring way, and leaves.
I fail to see how a 'LiveJournal' does anything about my ability to globaly communicate aside from allowing American teenagers to read about my personal affairs and stare at my picture (if I decide to include one), but if it quietens the little voice in my ear, then so be it.
It is also a slightly more... dare I say 'suitable' use for this laptop I have been given than Mitsuru's first recommendation. When I mentioned the machine in passing, his response was something about 'porn'. I did an internet search on the word and what came up was, to say the least, bemusing. I will just say that once one has seen one instance of vaginal penetration, one has seen them all. |
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