Dear world,

I do not want socks for my birthday this year.

Who wants socks for their birthday?

Not me.

Love,

Nagisa.

She's not from the community.

You know what I said about missing Pretty Cure?

Is it too late to say I was just kidding?

...I really don't know how to feel right now.

How do some people get ten soulmates? And why do I get none? I hate my life.

I want to leave.

[private, very hackable]

I should say that, but... I guess I really don't, do I? Something might happen where I actually could help. Maybe then it would be worth it.

What am I saying? I can't believe this.

...I can't believe this.

I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this.

No one die, okay?

Please, please, please, please let the Christmas party go well.

Or with my luck, just decently well.

...Okay, just no monsters? Please?

Uh... Minazuki-san?

Were we supposed to give out the cookies with your name on them or eat them?

(Nagisa is helping out with Karen's presidential campaign and generally screwing it up.)

Still alive, somehow.

[cure-locked]

We got attacked just when I forgot my speech. Should I feel grateful?