I have a week to form a battle stradegy. This year I refuse to be caught off guard. And with my recent fame, it will probably be worse. Maybe I can find someone to take all the chocolate that's going to shomehow end up in my locker.

I also have my clothes picked out for me for the party. I hope it goes well.

I'm Sanada Genichirou and yes, I finally have a journal.

I was told I need one of these. I fail to see why. But I still finally got one. However, I refuse to tweety or facespace or mybook or whatever it's called.