| Why the fuck am I here sometimes? |
[15 Mar 2006|07:53pm] |
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One thing needs to be said. Women are damn confusing. Once you think you have them figured out, they do something to shock the hell out of you. Or slap the hell out of you. *Grumbles* Which is exactly what the shrew did this afternoon getting home from school. Gave this whole tirade on bad habits again, how I never pick up, clean, cook....bitching from one end down the other. I told her it was her job, not mine. She hauled out and slapped me. Now I have this welt on my cheek that burns like hell. Next thing I know she's crying her eyes out and hugging me, telling me I'll never make it in college....and all this other shit. What. The. Fucking. Hell? What could I do but stand there mentally thinking dad what the hell did you marry? I think the air was squeezed out of my lungs. I'm having this trouble breathing again. It's like this gapping for air...that or they are clogged up with smoke. *Puffs away on cigarette* She's been holed up crying in her room the rest of the night. I went in to ask when she was going to make dinner and she threw a lamp at me. I ducked. It missed and smashed against the wall. Old man is she on some kind of drugs? Do something, this shit is scaring me. She won't come out of her room. Miss me you say? I feel like she's going to be booting me out the door any minute. Damn that woman. That said can I continue? I feel like I haven't even broken the tip of the iceberg with how confusing they are. I think I will wait a while before I come home after school lets out, unless I need to work. Which is exactly what I did today. I didn't expect the phonecall I got. I haven't talked to her in quite a while. Not since....not since all that shit happened. I wish I were a damn cloud so I could just float away from all this. Carefree. Traveling at my own pace and not worried about anything that comes my way. Hopefully, the tornados would keep at a distance, because they do a world on my head.
( The phonecall: Log between Shikamaru and Temari )
It's a nice night. Cool evening breeze. I think I'll go watch the stars.
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| I want more sleep |
[14 Mar 2006|11:37am] |
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*Grumbles and rolls over in bed* Seems I will be late to school today. My alarm didn't go off more or less I knocked in on the floor when it started to go off. The shrew harped for some time until I told her I'd be going in late. I needed some sleep. Those damn professors don't teach me anything to begin with. What can I say about life? Things have slowed back down, and it's back to it's normal pace. Just the way I like it.
It's been nice cloud-watching with Chouji recently. Like old times. Been nice to take the break and spend some time with him and Ino. Though I could deal without Ino's loud mouth. Damn woman you are so fucking loud it kills my hearing. You and the shrew should have a yelling match one day. I'm not so sure anymore who would win. I just know that my ears would bleed and I would be deaf for the rest of my life. Hey that might not be so bad....less troublesome. I could contently watch the clouds and not be bothered. *Sighs* Then it would be too much trouble because everyone being frustrated with not being able to talk to me....then I'd have to learn sign language....fuck it. Ridiculous idea.
Damn I'm hungry. Might as well go grab some left-over taco's from the frig. Unless the old man inhaled them before he left this morning. Which is possible...and that would be troublesome.
*Sighs*
( Private )
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| Smoking is a bad habit? |
[01 Mar 2006|08:48am] |
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If the shrew does not quit yelling about everything she can fit in that tiny head of hers at six in the morning, I may as well just shoot myself now. She's been going non-stop since before I got up this morning to get ready for school. My left ear is literally going deaf. Old man can't you keep her in line? Isn't that what you are supposed to do?
Apparently, I can't keep my own mouth shut when it comes to these fucking journals. In Chinese /Chouji...I'm sorry man alright. My head isn't all there right now. If it's not in the clouds at work, then it's being yelled at by someone. I don't like when someone else is right, and I know it. I'm supposed to be the one to figure these things out./
Here goes another boring day of lectures. Hoping Asuma doesn't pray on my neck again like an ashtray if I fall asleep again. I'm also assuming I have another pile of make-up work to do...my grade hasn't budged. Old fart what the hell? I can practically read you the damn history book without have even opened it.
If I don't stop smoking now I think my throat will close in. *grumbles* I need some fucking gum...
( Guess the women don't go for the ashtray smell for fabric softner huh?: Log between Chouji and Shikamaru last Wednesday )
((Side note: As you guys may have noticed in Chouji's journal, he and Shika have a code when they talk. So whenever you see the "/" that means they are talking in Chinese.))
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| Tornado with a vengence going through my head... |
[27 Feb 2006|11:14pm] |
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I think I twisted my shoulder at work today. How? I don't fucking know. All I know is I hate this place. I'm not your clean-up boy. I don't like being a ticket boy either. In fact it all puts me to sleep on a slow day like today. I need a new job, but shit if there isn't much out right now. To add to the wonderful night, the shrew decides to give me another lecture about my bad habits. Woman I stopped drinking because I don't want to end up like the old man. But hell if it isn't hard considering. The fact that my world got turned upside down in a matter of months because of...well shit that happened, it's a lot to deal with. I don't like change very well. I like the slow paced way of life. The subtle, mundane life. After being through a tornado with one girl...it's kind of a hard thing to get over and get back to. My life has been anything but mundane. It's been damn troublesome. What have I learned? That I don't hold my alcohol very well. That I get massive headaches at the drop of a hat dealing with anything thats out of the norm. That I need to do some cloud-watching tomorrow. Chouji want to join?
Where's my cigarettes...damn....the shrew threw them out...
( Private )
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| What? |
[21 Feb 2006|07:15pm] |
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Been working my ass off so that some teachers don't think that I don't actually want to graduate. I acutally want that scholarship you know...*glares*
So I did one of these stupid question memes. Oh shut the hell up, I felt like it. Though after a hundred questions I almost fell asleep.
( As if you really wanted to know more about me )
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| Too early.... |
[17 Feb 2006|10:22am] |
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Woke up this morning with the headache from hell. Not to mention not getting enough sleep before the shrew was up and knocking on my door. At 7 a.m. woman let me roll over and get another 15 extra minutes of sleep before you start harping at me about something. Harping and nagging...nagging and harping...I swear you women don't give a man a moment's peace.
Anyway...so I was an ass lastnight. Surprise? Not. I said some things to Temari in this blasted journal that I shouldn't have. I was pissed, had a bad day okay? Fuck man....*grumbles some more* This isn't easy damn it. Men shouldn't....*pauses*...ah fuck can I just get to my point...I'm sorry okay? Sorry I said those things, bringing up dirt that wasn't my place to.
There. Happy.
Chouji don't you dare bring up lastnight to me today. My head hurts from thinking too much about it. Out of all possible outcomes of anything...I'm inevitably putting myself on the line no matter what I do.
( Aim convo between Shikamaru and Chouji lastnight )
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[15 Feb 2006|11:25pm] |
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Valentines. Happy heart day. Should be called Fuck Day. Why? It's pointless and a gimmick for all the current couples to spend loads of money they don't have on each other. Not to mention what else they do...
Also another day for the rest of us losers that have no life, have no romance to want to gag and shoot anything that comes in pairs. Also what the hell is up with the pink and red? Please. I've seen enough of those colors in Ino's closet in shoes, skirts and accessories alone.
Naruto I have to say buddy, besides the fact that you woke me up from my nap in class with that prank...worth it. Completely worth being able to cut class and look at the clouds. That was until a shadow loomed over and sucked the sunlight from my otherwise nice day. Temari babe, don't wear white next time. I can get away with it, you girls however...can be a distraction.
( these things are a waste of time: meme )
Tomorrow is work at the abyss. It sucks my brain of any intelligent life. Damn kids need to get a life...and damn it I am not wearing that stupid ass hat...
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| Fucking hell..... |
[10 Feb 2006|04:33pm] |
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Fuck. So life is a big shit. I think someone is out to get me, to make me miserable. Seriously, this is starting to get old. Can you shine your magnifying glass on someone else? This ant is tired of being burned.
So last night was a bitch. I was not in a pleasant mood. I'm still not. If I could ever fuck things over again, seems I do it just right.
I have a headache....
( Spiked coke and a lesson in the backseat )
( the aftermath of a storm )
Shit I need some happy pills. *Pulls out asprin* My head feels like it was ran over by a damn truck.
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| Sleep now! |
[09 Feb 2006|11:26pm] |
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Work is shit. I feel like shit. I'm tired of whinny ass kids trying to control me. Or the asses that I have to train, because the pervert is too busy to do so. Basically your too fucking busy with your porn, not to mention writing novels in your spare time to do any decent work. How do you run this fucking theater? Oh that's right....it's the only one in town! *grumbles* So help me, I get complained at for not wearing the stupid ass hat to work, I will shoot the man. I never wore it. Never will. Forget it.
I need some rest. Damn my back hurts. *Lands face down on bed*
Chouji....that damn kitten is getting bigger. Is it supposed to gain almost ten pounds in two months like that? And she doesn't even meow....it's more like this loud bellow. Waking up to that noise at four thirty in the morning is rather...annoying.
By the way my fucking heat is still broke. Old man can you fix anything in this house?
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| WTF? |
[05 Feb 2006|01:08pm] |
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Kids...blasted kids! I think only the shit ones come to the theater and decide they want to make trouble for me. Seriously. All those times I ignored the bastards from school and beat them off Chouji with words...I think I'm being seriously tormented now because of it. I never go fast enough for these demons on wheels. The little red haired brat with the sucker in his mouth, not to mention the golfball size wad of gum. All he could do was whine and scream with a that damn screech of a voice that could break glass. "Give me this Mr. Pineapple. Give me that...no not gobstoppers, no now I want twizlers, and a coke....now...now...NOW!" After getting him an order that could only make Chouji happy I turned around and told the kid to fuck off. Just in this low, soft voice that would make the shrew proud. He glared at me, the little bastard. He glared and I glared back. Two can play at that game hellion. Where the hell your mother to beat a stick on your ass? Two hours and fifteen popcorn orders later he's back. Only this time I didn't see because my back was turned. I did hear that wad of gum he so graciously chewed and smacked the whole time he stood there. "See ya later Mr. Pineapple" he said before throwing that shit thing at me. Newsflash, gum that sized as hard as he threw it does not come out so easily. Not that far up in my hair. So when I come in the door, the shrew sees and comes around with the scissors. Long hair equals gone.
Saw Chouji later today, he about flipped his lid...
Damn troublesome kids. Fucking go jump off a cliff...I'm too lazy to push you.
( The result from shiney new scissors )
Edit: ( The shrew took a damn picture before school today, *groans* )
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| Mendokuse... |
[28 Jan 2006|11:25pm] |
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Women. I swear I should shoot myself and end the misery. Damn shrew...can you stop yelling in my ear for one blasted minute? You keep screaming so much I'm going to go deaf. I already can't see for shit without my damn glasses or contacts. Mendokuse.
She threw my cigarettes out the window, and proceeded to bitch about bad habits. Troublesome woman. I never get a moments peace in this house. If she's not nagging at me, then it's at the old man. The at school it's being surrounded by screaming girls, hanging out at thier lockers fawning over the boy of the week. We can safely say....I'm never on that list. Feh.
Teachers, just as troublesome as the women. Damn Asuma. I spent more time correcting your errors than filling in the answers to the questions. Get out your history book. You need it.
( A Whole New Testament's worth of homework (Log Between Shikamaru and Asuma) )
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| Damn...shit....fuck... |
[24 Jan 2006|03:27pm] |
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Stress is a troublesome thing. Frustration is even worse. There are just some things that a beer and a cigarette can't cure. The beer is out, so all I have left are three nicotine sticks and some bad porn my old man left on my computer. Can't you find something more pleasing than this? Girls in school uniforms just don't do it for me anymore. It's boring. I need something exciting....
Fuck....
*Picks up another smoke* Damn sex...damn it to hell. If I let my penis think all the damn time, I'd really be in trouble....
But hell if this isn't a pain in the ass....
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| An ass of a weekend... |
[21 Jan 2006|01:11pm] |
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Well shit....I didn't know I'd be stuck in this hole of a house all weekend with work that is as thick as a bible. Damn Asuma. I fail this class I'm screwed for a while. My grades aren't the best in my other class either, but I'm passing. This is the class that is for shit. I swear this teacher is out to get me. He likes being an ass and tormenting me of all the other students.
( Log with Asuma and Shikamaru )
My eyesight I have to say with these contacts is better. Though that damn website was as confusing as hell. Guess I ordered the wrong ones. Seems I have crystal blue instead of clear. Eh, the glasses were on the other side of the room. It was too bothersome to get them. They need to fix thier damn website. Asses. Can't say it doesn't get the attention though. Never had so many girls come up and fawn on me because of some damn blue eyes. Troublesome women...get a hobby.
( Shikamaru Baby Blue eyes--shit people it's not that attractive... )
Temari is pissed at me. I have to say I'm more pissed at myself. Not going into that right now. At least Chouji and Ino are talking to me again. I swear, that took a world of convincing. I grew up with you guys. We're a team together. Nothing can ever change that. I guess I do have to thank you Ino, for helping with getting the job back. Though I'm not so sure it's a good thing working under that pervert again. He annoys the shit out of me. Speaking of I have to work until closing tonight. Shit. I hate that. It's so troublesome to have to clean the damn place after hours...
( Thank you--Friends again (Log between Ino and Shikamaru from a week ago such GOOD stuff) )
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| What the fuck ever.... |
[18 Jan 2006|08:30pm] |
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Stupid ass doctors. Stupid ass appointment. I am not blind you idiots. So I seem to have always been a little far-sided. I've always had to wear glasses to read. Yes you assholes, I have always worn them only to read. Not to class that's for damn sure. The end of this term is coming up though....and I do have to maintain my grades. When have I ever cared? Never. However, my old man doesn't swing the "I am proud of you" line my way very often. I have a new plan that I will follow. I am not doing it for anyone...I am doing it for myself. So where does the issue come into play? Fucking eyesight is what comes into play. When I actually step back to do some work, I can't fucking see. I knew something was up when I couldn't see the board from the back of the classroom. I have always been able to see it.
That damn appointment was today. Basically those idiotic doctors telling me that my vision is getting worse. So now it's either being a four-eyed geek 24-7 or hiding it with little plastic pieces that stick to my retina. Why does everything have to be so damn troublesome?
These damn plastic pieces better get here soon. It's supposed to be an overnight order....but since when does anyone ever do anything when they are supposed to. I am not blind.
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| Damn eyesight |
[15 Jan 2006|01:57pm] |
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Shit when I actually try to do some work now to hold up my grades to graduate...something goes to shit. I've noticed over the passed few weeks how when I try to read the board, my eyes do this blurry number. Thought it was overstress. No way in hell am I wearing glasses to this damn school. I got enough rumers and shit floating around as it is.
I picked up Ino the other day from school. I think things are better at least with her. Friends at least, and not one that wants to kick me in the balls for all that happend. Damn being drunk...it fucks up everything.
Chouji I wish you would talk to me...
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| Hello walls... |
[12 Jan 2006|01:52am] |
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The bed is only so comfortable until you realize you've spent two days in it. Maybe longer. I can only stare at the damn ceiling but for so long before I think I'm actually outside watching clouds. Newsflash, my fucking ceiling is white. I need a skylight. It's cold. The damn heat is broken. I'm too lazy to move out of this bed. Damn I need to get up...
Chouji pick up your damn phone.
Ino we still need to talk.
I hate you alcohol....
It is why you stay in that stupid ass cupboard and rot for the old man to tangle with.
( stupid ass quizzes )
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| I don't know if I can make it... |
[08 Jan 2006|11:13pm] |
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I wake up feeling like a punching bag. Christ I think I look like one. *Shakes head* Between getting yelled at by the old man and the shrew I couldn't handle myself. I lost my head. I lost my will. I'm the coward. I hadn't planned on going to this blasted party, or to even bother showing up intoxicated. However I did, and I screwed up.
I have nothing....
I lost my friends....
I fucked myself over...
I created this mess...but now I have to take it like a man....
( Private to Chouji )
( Private to Ino )
( Private to Temari )
I don't know if I'll be okay. I don't know what to do...but I will try...
( I feel irrational... )
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| I had a personal life since when? |
[05 Jan 2006|09:12pm] |
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Seems everyone has been busy with a personal life. Funny....I don't seem to have much of one anymore. It's still too cold out to go cloud-watching that much...unless I want to walk back in as rudolph. Christmas is over damn it. Haven't been at work for well over two weeks now. The old pervert won't let me back until January is over. That was his finally decision with that yellow slip that said my job has been "temporarily unavaliable" until I get myself in order. Shit old man I wasn't that bad at work. Reguardless of my personal issues...I will still get popcorn thrown in my face. Butter squirted on my clothes. Not to mention tickets thrown in my face as well as a few good slaps here and there. *Sighs* That's never going to change.
*Private to Shikamaru*
( If she cant take these memories, it doesnt change a thing )
( please tell me why you stole my life )
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| Ringing in the new year....whoopy fucking do... |
[02 Jan 2006|06:12pm] |
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So I managed to sleep through the new year. The shrew has been cleaning the house like a madwoman. Complaning that I wrecked it by staying alone, don't know if she trusts me to stay alone again. Well shit woman, get over it and stop nagging. I'm not a housemaid, that's what your job is. Last night Chouji stopped by. I've honestly been distancing myself from everyone. Being that I've managed to put myself on everyone's shit list...figured it would be better to give space...
The old man is drunk off his ass somewhere. He brings more alcohol into this house the shrew is going to kill him. More or less me as well if I ever do it again. She found the cans and bottles piled up in my closet and under the bed while she was cleaning. Threw the covers over my head and tried to drown out her ranting. Damn woman, so fucking loud.
( Are you okay now? (log between Shikamaru and Chouji...and cute kitten alert) )
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