| Shishido, Ryou. ( @ 2005-09-06 01:19:00 |
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#010;
Whoever handles the money around here just lives to piss me off. What do they mean part of my payment is missing? Okaa-san sent the check in as usual, and I came in early just to check and make sure it all went through and half is MISSING. You know how pissed off my parents were? Do you know how pissed off I WAS? This is total bullshit.
Now I'm shoved in this workstudy group whose only language currently is SILENCE. Not that I mind the language, since I don't want to talk to anyone while I slice my hands open trying to sew Atobe's stupid face on this ugly ass plushie I had to stuff and stomp on a few times. Another plan that needs to die. Plus, the plushies of me don't flatter my good sides at all. I look bloated and bizarre.
These fucking sewing needles suck. I need more bandages. I'm going to be checking the office everyday, but until then I sew (WHICH I SUCK AT!) and stuff.
My hands hurt. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep.
... GAKUTO I HEAR YOU FUCKING LAUGHING, SO SHUT THE HELL UP!