How the fuck was I suppose to know?! I never played this fucking game before!

Damn, haven't played Dodgeball in ...ever I think. You just gotta dodge shit, right?

Che, whatever. I need to do more magic dueling stuff since I don't wanna lose to whoever-the-fuck I'll be facing.

Damn, last year's so busy with trying to make sure I get everything done properly for graduation.

Huh, So Fuu got the commentator? Way to go, girlie. But yeah, do as the other people say and don't scream into it. You're worse than a banshee sometimes~

Yo, Ichigo, get off your lazy ass and tell us when practice is.

[Private to Fuu]

No really, yo, congrats on that. I'll be sure to salute when we fly by when we play.

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What the hell, what the hell, what the fricken hell.

Wake up with a girl I never even fricken knew with some rat on my face now I find that fucking Arrancar I THOUGHT I killed fricken here and running his mouth.

And what the fuck, I thought I saw that butch girl from Ichigo's class run by.

...-Proceeds to get into an argument with a painting.-

SPARTAN THEMED?!

...how the hell am I suppose to find something SPARTAN THEMED?!

Will my man-panties work just fine? If not I'm wearing a damn sheet..it's red. IT'LL DO.

[Private to self]

So, I got Fuu roses and a necklace for Valentine's day...maybe I should get Momo something too..kind of a "happy valentine's day, glad you got knocked up."

-Slides down the hallway, waiting for his big number that comes!-

I'm not wearing underwear today,
No im not wearing underwear today
Not that you probably care
Much about my underwear
Still none the less i gotta say
That im not wearing underwear today~

And SPIRIT FINGERS! -Twiddles fingers.-

Ichigo took away my smokes. What the fuck, that's fricken lame.

Give me my cancer sticks back, Ichigo! I need my fix! -sitting in a pile of torn up tissues.-

Fuu took care of me. Feh, I haven't been babied in ages so it felt..weird but nice. Thankfully I'm not horrible anymore, just...conjested and annoyed at life.

Eeh, oh well. I need to think of Christmas presents.

Still ill. Don't wanna move..thank goodness staying here. I don't have the fricken energy to deal with Ichigo's old man.

Snow looks nice...but too fucking cold for that shit. Maybe a hot bath. Feh.

Che, sick...just as well. Sounds like hell downstairs but whatever.

Fucking winter.