Dear Diary~ [Page 2 - Yunho]
[Page 2 - Yunho] -- Poor Yunho and his band of twerps. xD
Dear diary,
I hate my roommates.
Well, I don’t hate them, but…they’re difficult.
Changmin keeps giving me evil looks and saying I killed the TV. It’s not like it’s the end of the world. Kids these days don’t know how to entertain themselves.
So I entertain him by telling him there’s something on his shirt. Ha! That’s the oldest trick in the book! Wait. Was he wearing my shirt?
Anyway, about me hating my roommates.
We all decided to go grocery shopping the other day and they were a bit hyper.
Especially Yoochun and Jaejoong.
And when the atmosphere is high like that, Junsu gets out of control, too. And Changmin gets as annoyed as I do, but he doesn’t know how to handle it.
It was a mess.
First, the second we went in, Yoochun and Jaejoong grabbed two shopping carts and started racing them. I swear, Jaejoong almost gave an old lady whiplash. Junsu was pretty calm before Yoochun started egging him on. So he helps Yoochun cheat by jumping in Jaejoong’s cart and weighing him down.
So of course, Jaejoong gets mad and sends the cart with Junsu in it sailing towards Changmin who’s looking at oranges all innocently.
If the cart had been going any faster, Changmin would be in the hospital right now and I would’ve been forced to buy some really squished oranges.
It didn’t stop there.
Changmin got up and started chasing Jaejoong down the bread aisle yelling something along the lines of, “Get back here, pisshead!”
By the time I looked back at Junsu and the crashed cart, Yoochun had taken him and disappeared somewhere mysteriously.
I just wanted to get our crap and leave as quickly as possible before police arrived, so I took Junsu’s NASCART and started shopping as naturally as I could manage.
Everywhere I went, I could hear Junsu’s weird laugh echoing from around the corner and then disappear. Every once in a while I’d see Jaejoong zip by in my peripheral vision. Then, Changmin came from a completely different direction and asked me if I had seen Jaejoong. I tried to tell the boy to just forget about it, but he wouldn’t listen.
“I will not lose to his one-touch!” He kept shouting and some middle aged ladies stared at me.
I was halfway through with our shopping list with Changmin ever vigilant at my heels when Jaejoong finally joined us. He was no longer running and walked with his head down. Changmin looked as if he was about scream at him again but stopped and asked him what was wrong.
Jaejoong looked at both of us like he had seen a ghost and said,
“They…they were…and in a grocery store…” He couldn’t handle saying much else. But Changmin pushed him anyway.
“What? What? Who’s they?” Changmin said.
“I…I…” Jaejoong gulped.
“Spit it out,” Changmin said.
“I…can’t,” Jaejoong said.
“You can,” Changmin said.
“I can’t,” Jaejoong said.
“You can,” Changmin said.
“I can’t,” Jaejoong said.
“Oh my gosh, Jaejoong! You WILL or I WILL go to the produce section and throw meat at you!” Changmin said.
“It was Yoochun,” Jaejoong said.
“What?” Changmin said.
“And Junsu…” Jaejoong said.
“What? WHAT?!” Changmin said.
“They…Bwahahahhahaa! I got chu~!” Jaejoong said, smacked Changmin across the arm and ran.
I had never thought Changmin could possibly make a sound like an angry bear, but before I could stop him, he was after Jaejoong again and I still had half my list to go.
How am I supposed to control grown men? I swear. It’s like I’m working at a daycare center sometimes without pay.
I was still looking for the wasabi sauce when I caught drift of Junsu’s laughter again. I turned and walked towards the cake mix section and saw him standing hunched over something in his hand. I tapped him on the shoulder and you could’ve sworn he was doing something illegal.
His “W-what, hyung?” could not have sounded more suspicious coming from anyone else.
“What are you doing, Junsu?” I asked him. I didn’t really want to know. But all I had to find was the wasabi sauce for Jaejoong, who was still MIA and we could finally leave without any legal complications.
His eyes shifted around and I realized he’d left the thing in his hand unguarded. I snatched it from him, much to Junsu’s surprise and realized it was his cell phone. And he was texting again.
You found the red velvet! See, you’re smart sometimes. ^.^ Okay, here’s another one. What’s black and chewy and goes great with seasoning salt? ~Micky Mouse
“What the crap is this crap, Junsu?” I couldn’t help it now. My curiosity got the better of me.
“It’s a scavenger hunt, not crap!” He told me looking all disappointed for some reason. I couldn’t help thinking that at least he knew how to entertain himself. Unlike Changmin and his stupid TV. It wasn’t my fault. The TV is stupid and the wires behind the TV are stupid. And Changmin is stupid for thinking I’m stupid. Stupid.
Junsu took his cell phone from my hand, read the message and ordered me to follow him. I don’t know why I followed. I think the stupid is spreading.
He took me down so many different aisles I thought the boy was lost before he stopped in chips aisle.
“This is it! This is it!” He kept shouting while pointing enthusiastically at a bag of Doritos.
Yes, a bag of Doritos.
Once I find the TV remote I will shove it down Junsu’s throat.
“What the crap, Junsu. That’s not even black OR chewy.”
Junsu looked incredibly offended for some implausible reason. “Only I understand him!”
I buried my head in my hands in shame for even allowing myself to get to know this person a long time ago while his thumbs went to work on his also stupid cell phone. It vibrated.
“He sent me another one! It’s the last one. Hmmmm…” He looked up as if in deep thought for a moment pondering his latest ridiculous scavenger hunt question.
Before I could inquire as what on earth Junsu was scavenging for, I heard a huge commotion from somewhere in the store. All I could hear was something falling on the ground and Jaejoong shouting, “Ah! Changmin! Changmin!” and Changmin shouting, “Ah! Pisshead! Pisshead!”
I took off in one direction while Junsu skipped in another direction still giggling.
In the center of the grocery store, I saw two guys covered head to toe in thick white dust and a tower (Well, it used to be a tower) of bags of flour exploded on the floor.
I never curse, diary. But every dirty word in the book flooded my head as I opened my mouth to berate the two idiots cringing before me.
“Clean up on aisle 12.”
Crap.
I grabbed the two flour-covered idiots and tore off in another direction. Any direction.
“Yunho,” Jaejoong pleaded with clouds of white powder poofing from his mouth. “I didn’t-“
“Shut up, Casper,” I told him roughly. “You’re getting so much punishment tonight.”
If Jaejoong’s eyes weren’t caked in flour, I bet they would’ve fallen out of his head at my threat. It felt good. Maybe he’ll learn his lesson this time.
Then I heard it. The Eu kyang kyang.
I rounded a corner and found Yoochun and Junsu giggling in the poultry section.
“You found me, duck butt!” Yoochun was shouting and hugging an elated Junsu.
I cleared my throat and the two turned to look at Flour Demon #1 and Flour Demon #2. I didn’t need to do much explaining.
We had to completely abandon the cart full of everything and that stupid Jaejoong’s wasabi sauce and leave the store before we-no, I’m sorry. I had to pay for any damages done.
This is why only one of us is allowed to go shopping at a time.
I’m seriously going to have fun punishing Jaejoong tonight. ~Yunnie
Turn the page~ Page 1 - Changmin || Page 3 - Jaejoong
Dear diary,
I hate my roommates.
Well, I don’t hate them, but…they’re difficult.
Changmin keeps giving me evil looks and saying I killed the TV. It’s not like it’s the end of the world. Kids these days don’t know how to entertain themselves.
So I entertain him by telling him there’s something on his shirt. Ha! That’s the oldest trick in the book! Wait. Was he wearing my shirt?
Anyway, about me hating my roommates.
We all decided to go grocery shopping the other day and they were a bit hyper.
Especially Yoochun and Jaejoong.
And when the atmosphere is high like that, Junsu gets out of control, too. And Changmin gets as annoyed as I do, but he doesn’t know how to handle it.
It was a mess.
First, the second we went in, Yoochun and Jaejoong grabbed two shopping carts and started racing them. I swear, Jaejoong almost gave an old lady whiplash. Junsu was pretty calm before Yoochun started egging him on. So he helps Yoochun cheat by jumping in Jaejoong’s cart and weighing him down.
So of course, Jaejoong gets mad and sends the cart with Junsu in it sailing towards Changmin who’s looking at oranges all innocently.
If the cart had been going any faster, Changmin would be in the hospital right now and I would’ve been forced to buy some really squished oranges.
It didn’t stop there.
Changmin got up and started chasing Jaejoong down the bread aisle yelling something along the lines of, “Get back here, pisshead!”
By the time I looked back at Junsu and the crashed cart, Yoochun had taken him and disappeared somewhere mysteriously.
I just wanted to get our crap and leave as quickly as possible before police arrived, so I took Junsu’s NASCART and started shopping as naturally as I could manage.
Everywhere I went, I could hear Junsu’s weird laugh echoing from around the corner and then disappear. Every once in a while I’d see Jaejoong zip by in my peripheral vision. Then, Changmin came from a completely different direction and asked me if I had seen Jaejoong. I tried to tell the boy to just forget about it, but he wouldn’t listen.
“I will not lose to his one-touch!” He kept shouting and some middle aged ladies stared at me.
I was halfway through with our shopping list with Changmin ever vigilant at my heels when Jaejoong finally joined us. He was no longer running and walked with his head down. Changmin looked as if he was about scream at him again but stopped and asked him what was wrong.
Jaejoong looked at both of us like he had seen a ghost and said,
“They…they were…and in a grocery store…” He couldn’t handle saying much else. But Changmin pushed him anyway.
“What? What? Who’s they?” Changmin said.
“I…I…” Jaejoong gulped.
“Spit it out,” Changmin said.
“I…can’t,” Jaejoong said.
“You can,” Changmin said.
“I can’t,” Jaejoong said.
“You can,” Changmin said.
“I can’t,” Jaejoong said.
“Oh my gosh, Jaejoong! You WILL or I WILL go to the produce section and throw meat at you!” Changmin said.
“It was Yoochun,” Jaejoong said.
“What?” Changmin said.
“And Junsu…” Jaejoong said.
“What? WHAT?!” Changmin said.
“They…Bwahahahhahaa! I got chu~!” Jaejoong said, smacked Changmin across the arm and ran.
I had never thought Changmin could possibly make a sound like an angry bear, but before I could stop him, he was after Jaejoong again and I still had half my list to go.
How am I supposed to control grown men? I swear. It’s like I’m working at a daycare center sometimes without pay.
I was still looking for the wasabi sauce when I caught drift of Junsu’s laughter again. I turned and walked towards the cake mix section and saw him standing hunched over something in his hand. I tapped him on the shoulder and you could’ve sworn he was doing something illegal.
His “W-what, hyung?” could not have sounded more suspicious coming from anyone else.
“What are you doing, Junsu?” I asked him. I didn’t really want to know. But all I had to find was the wasabi sauce for Jaejoong, who was still MIA and we could finally leave without any legal complications.
His eyes shifted around and I realized he’d left the thing in his hand unguarded. I snatched it from him, much to Junsu’s surprise and realized it was his cell phone. And he was texting again.
You found the red velvet! See, you’re smart sometimes. ^.^ Okay, here’s another one. What’s black and chewy and goes great with seasoning salt? ~Micky Mouse
“What the crap is this crap, Junsu?” I couldn’t help it now. My curiosity got the better of me.
“It’s a scavenger hunt, not crap!” He told me looking all disappointed for some reason. I couldn’t help thinking that at least he knew how to entertain himself. Unlike Changmin and his stupid TV. It wasn’t my fault. The TV is stupid and the wires behind the TV are stupid. And Changmin is stupid for thinking I’m stupid. Stupid.
Junsu took his cell phone from my hand, read the message and ordered me to follow him. I don’t know why I followed. I think the stupid is spreading.
He took me down so many different aisles I thought the boy was lost before he stopped in chips aisle.
“This is it! This is it!” He kept shouting while pointing enthusiastically at a bag of Doritos.
Yes, a bag of Doritos.
Once I find the TV remote I will shove it down Junsu’s throat.
“What the crap, Junsu. That’s not even black OR chewy.”
Junsu looked incredibly offended for some implausible reason. “Only I understand him!”
I buried my head in my hands in shame for even allowing myself to get to know this person a long time ago while his thumbs went to work on his also stupid cell phone. It vibrated.
“He sent me another one! It’s the last one. Hmmmm…” He looked up as if in deep thought for a moment pondering his latest ridiculous scavenger hunt question.
Before I could inquire as what on earth Junsu was scavenging for, I heard a huge commotion from somewhere in the store. All I could hear was something falling on the ground and Jaejoong shouting, “Ah! Changmin! Changmin!” and Changmin shouting, “Ah! Pisshead! Pisshead!”
I took off in one direction while Junsu skipped in another direction still giggling.
In the center of the grocery store, I saw two guys covered head to toe in thick white dust and a tower (Well, it used to be a tower) of bags of flour exploded on the floor.
I never curse, diary. But every dirty word in the book flooded my head as I opened my mouth to berate the two idiots cringing before me.
“Clean up on aisle 12.”
Crap.
I grabbed the two flour-covered idiots and tore off in another direction. Any direction.
“Yunho,” Jaejoong pleaded with clouds of white powder poofing from his mouth. “I didn’t-“
“Shut up, Casper,” I told him roughly. “You’re getting so much punishment tonight.”
If Jaejoong’s eyes weren’t caked in flour, I bet they would’ve fallen out of his head at my threat. It felt good. Maybe he’ll learn his lesson this time.
Then I heard it. The Eu kyang kyang.
I rounded a corner and found Yoochun and Junsu giggling in the poultry section.
“You found me, duck butt!” Yoochun was shouting and hugging an elated Junsu.
I cleared my throat and the two turned to look at Flour Demon #1 and Flour Demon #2. I didn’t need to do much explaining.
We had to completely abandon the cart full of everything and that stupid Jaejoong’s wasabi sauce and leave the store before we-no, I’m sorry. I had to pay for any damages done.
This is why only one of us is allowed to go shopping at a time.
I’m seriously going to have fun punishing Jaejoong tonight. ~Yunnie
Turn the page~ Page 1 - Changmin || Page 3 - Jaejoong