My eyes hurt. But I broke my glasses and my contact lens are lost. This has to be the worst stroke of bad luck ever. I don't like feeling useless or out of control. But guess what? Someone got their hands on a paper shredder and decided to go crazy with my documents, I'm not amused. Really. Thank god for back ups.

Kabaji
I hope you enjoyed dinner. ( Read more... )

I've been very tired these days, collapsing on my couch in the office more often than I should. Sakaki said I'm losing weight, I just laughed and told him it was in vogue. Hn. Perhaps Inui was right about my level of efficiency in this half assed state. My body clock is pretty much screwed and echoes are becoming a common occurrence. I feel like ( Read more... )

The Saitoh girl is a pain, seriously. I mean I've been the perfect gentleman and all. But being extremely forward is not going to work on Ore-sama. What is wrong with girls these days? They all seem to remind me of... her... Oh never mind. The past stays buried.

Gakuto's words seem to haunt me more than it should, perhaps something is wrong with my ( Read more... )

Father and mother saw the article and wasn't amused. Now they question my sexuality. What is wrong with being bisexual, really? Gotta lay low and date some Saitou girl that they met at the opening. Whatever. As long as it gets the job done, fine I'll do it, will make it work, somehow

What made it worse was they we didn't hit the quota, I had to top ( Read more... )

The Rafflesia, as exotic as it is, should be made illegal. Combined with the paint fumes in my room, I'm most likely going to die prematurely.

Ore-sama does not understand how difficult it is to call me ATOBE? Really. I'm not Kei-chan, Kei-kun, Keiko or Kei WHATEVER.

Tezuka, I asked for security tapes, not gay/animal porn. Now that I know what ( Read more... )

This has to be the record number of hours I've slept all my life. One and half hours, and it wasn't even blissful slumber. Been having recurring nightmares of man-eating plants having orgies. Sakaki commented that I look like I've seen a ghost, I should call for an exorcist. I'm so damn tired, but I have to get the opening ceremony sorted out. Like ( Read more... )

I do appreciate a good ol'dose of humor but that deformed road kill on my corridor almost ate my pants last night. It is not amusing to come home, worked to the bone to nearly lose my eyes to that grotesque health hazard. My eyes have been forever scarred. I was almost certain it is a ghost, shall be calling for an exorcist if this vision continues ( Read more... )

There is only one word for this... hostel thing - Crass.

Cotton sheets. COTTON. Cement floor. Carpet it? White washed walls. Wallpaper. NOW. Flimsy teeny wardrobes. That's my shoe rack! The whole place stinks of cheap and I'm far from cheap. I wouldn't stand for this. No Atobe will.

So I scored a corner suite, they don't usually mean a shoe box of a ( Read more... )