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[January 17th, 2007 @ 11:16am] |
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Teachers, we need ta talk about when we're endin' classes. I'm thinkin' mid-February, even though we...missed some class time in November.
I won't be comin' back on staff fer next term.
( [Private] )
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[October 18th, 2006 @ 10:06am] |
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Sarutobi Sandaime was pronounced dead at 2:46 this morning.
My son an' I'll be back after the funeral.
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| NO COOKIE. |
[October 9th, 2006 @ 7:58pm] |
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So appeoantly some ot my strieches ; -0infexted ande now im on lotsof panlkilers.
i likepainkoliers.
♥
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| FUCK. |
[September 18th, 2006 @ 9:58pm] |
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"Edit the Sad Parts," Modest Mouse |
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Yes, my arm's broken. An' yes, those are stitches.
For the curious, it was the stairs. An' y'know, from all the malicious happenin's with the stairs as of late---other students seem ta have had "run ins" with those crazy little wooden bastards, too---I think it's 'bout damn time we did somethin' about it.
You kids better watch out. Don't be tryin' to walk up those stairs on your own; buddy system and all that shit.
...some of 'em carry scythes.
Little scythes.
Sneaky bastards.
( Private )
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| okay. sure. |
[August 21st, 2006 @ 10:09am] |
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"Where is My Mind?" Pixies |
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So, Gen-chan, you still movin' in with me? I've got my office an' shit all packed, an' the house has been all aired out an' cleaned. It's gonna be weird not being here on campus all the time, but hell, I can deal.
An' Orochimaru-sama, I dinnit mean to be so rude. In fact, I was being real cordial.
( To the Students )
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| UH WHUT. |
[August 5th, 2006 @ 5:37pm] |
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"When the Sun Goes Down," Arctic Monkeys |
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Scumbag.
How the hell'd you get here, Orochimaru-sama?
On a side note, I still need to get drunk with 1) Genma, 2) Obito, and 3) Chouza and Inoichi. Who's first up?
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| home turf |
[July 21st, 2006 @ 10:40pm] |
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silence. |
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I'm back.
An' I don't plan on stayin' sober this weekend. Someone join me.
( [private] )
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[July 8th, 2006 @ 11:25am] |
Going home for the week. Family emergency.
Who the fuck'd do this to my brother?
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| too many flowers, goddamn |
[July 3rd, 2006 @ 9:42am] |
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When I offered the job to Chouza, I didn't know Inoichi would come with him. But you know, I should've known better. They're like a fuckin' matching set.
Goddamn. If he tries to push glitter on me again, so help me...
Yamanaka---second generation---we need to talk about your grades. ASAP.
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| Nara. |
[June 23rd, 2006 @ 5:03pm] |
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...playing FFX. |
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Just as a friendly note, Nara: your name on a sheet of paper with ‘I hate you’ scribbled on it does not count as an essay on British imperialism. If you wanna start screwin’ with me, I will bring out The Pictures. Yes, Those Pictures, from when you were six an’ Yamanaka decided to play Pretty Pretty Princess with you an’ Akimichi…
Sucks to have a former babysitter as a teacher, don’t it? Give me your finished assignment by Monday, or a postin’ I will go.
( [Private to Nara:] )
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| YOU STUPID CHILDREN |
[June 13th, 2006 @ 6:34pm] |
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DAMMIT, HYUUGA
Your paper got in the way of my coffee. And it's a bad paper, too. Who the hell taught you that it was the "fate" of the English to launch into the industrial age? It wasn't me; that much's for damn sure.
I don't think you're going to like your grade.
AND YAMANAKA. I HAVEN'T EVEN RECIEVED YOUR LAST PAPER. Turn it in by Friday, or come see me. This kind of tardiness isn't like you.
And no, I am not taking out my frustrations on students again. Don't even start with me, Shizune. I know you're thinkin' about it.
And...er. Kure. I have...somethin' for you. It's late. But I've still got it.
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| ...whatever. |
[June 2nd, 2006 @ 2:52pm] |
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"Friend Is A Four-Letter Word," Cake |
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I'm not gonna keep writing in this piece of shit if people ignore me and don't comment.
Jesus.
And what the hell is with Tayuya and Sasori? Kids these days. I'm gonna have to work them both raw.
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| Guh. |
[May 22nd, 2006 @ 1:42pm] |
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YSI isn't working. Dammit. |
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Hey, whatdya know. I’m writing in this thing again. Even updated my info.
Yuugao called on Saturday. She’s gettin’ married this summer to some guy named Hayate. She’s getting’ married to a nurse: a fucking MALE NURSE. …she wants me to come to the ceremony. I might go, get drunk, and make a toast’r two. Dunno. Haven’t decided yet. She’ll probably look beautiful.
It must be kinda nice and shit to be in love. Sounds great in theory, but I think any number of failed relationships (hey, Oedipus, Henry VIII, Roland Deschain, how you boys doin’?) have steered me off that path. My own failed relationships might have been the biggest deterrent…
I’m serious about gettin’ drunk on the docks, Kakashi. I need to get my mind off shit, and besides, some skinny dippin’ might be fun.
I’m gonna go read some Jean-Jacques Rousseau. That old Frenchie talkin’ about his spankin’ fetish never ceases to make me feel better about myself…
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| Kids suck. |
[May 11th, 2006 @ 5:42pm] |
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"This is Not a Love Song," Sex Pistols |
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Kids suck. Seriously. All of them. I almost feel bad for tellin' Chouza to ship his kid off here; the school year hasn't even really gone into full swing yet and the fat kid's already in detention and hanging out with THEM. I shoulda known that Uzumaki and Nara would usher them under his wing---they needed a meat shield to complete their mafia-esque entourage. Damn.
And, doubly damnable, I somehow got dogged into teaching Sex-Ed this year. Welcome back to Shodai, brats ♥. I'm gonna scare you little shits so bad, you're not even gonna want to ever look at your genitals again. *cackles*
I shoulda become a truck driver. At least then, I coulda escaped from here once ina while. Maybe got myself laid a social life.
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| Well, fuckmuffins. |
[April 25th, 2006 @ 2:46pm] |
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EElS. |
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Do I actually have to write in this thing? Seriously?
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