Ah. Suburbia. I'd forgotten how quiet everything is around here. This house is especially quiet, especially with my parents working all sorts of crazy hours. It's an ideal environment for getting things done, I suppose, but I could very well have had peace and quiet at the library ( Read more... )

Ichigo, I really couldn't care less who is in the shower if I NEED TO GET READY. I had class this morning at eight and I COULDN'T be late. Besides, you take far too long in the shower than should be allowed for a guy (how long could it take to wash your hair? SERIOUSLY.). I wasn't staring at your ass, so you can stop insinuating as such. I ( Read more... )

As I found myself with nothing better to do, I attended Ichigo's track meet yesterday. As much as I'd hate to admit it, it wasn't that much of a waste of time. I did get to study on the bus to and from the University, and I also reviewed antipsychotics when Ichigo didn't have an event. The iced coffee was also excellent. Rukia, perhaps you'd ( Read more... )

I only slept for forty-five minutes last night. I blame this entirely on Ichigo. He terrified me so completely with his insinuations that my index cards were out of order that I had to go through every single one to make sure they were all in their correct place. Thankfully they were ( Read more... )

It's three in the morning and I just finished that ridiculous hypothesis for pathophysiology. My eyes are starting to cross and my hands are shaking from the caffeine (on my fifth cup of coffee right now), but at least I'm finished. Hopefully this will be sufficient enough for tomorrow's class, because I know I didn't go into as much depth as I ( Read more... )