Temari Personal 1
[oocnote: This Journal is written in her own personal Scroll journal, kept on her person. It is not able to be replied to.]
Weather: Cold. Rainy. Cold. Wet.
Time: Late. Just Before Curfew it seems.
And that would be two things I hate about everything today. It's cold and wet. And this stupid village has a curfew. As I sit here writing in this miserable scroll, I watch several people running by down on the street, hurrying to either get out of the rain or get indoors. I'd be willing to bet many of them are worried about weather or not they wrote in this miserable journal or not. I have one, but I don't know what to write. I can't write what I want. I can't write anything important. I'm so tempted to see what happens if I don't do it, but that would just be even more bothersome.
There is this man that seems to think he's hiding near by, outside. I think he's watching me. No, I know he is. Sometimes I wonder if my room is bugged so they can spy on me as well. Not that I have anyone here to talk to. I don't know who I can trust to talk to.
My thoughts on this? Useless… but I'm going to act exactly how I have every time I am here. Nothing is going to change. I'll vent my frustrations here until I can figure a way to write to my brothers with out issue. I'm sure anything I do is going to be heavily watched.
I met with Shikamaru today. It was kind of nice to see him concerned, in his own lazy way, about me. He wanted to help get me out of here, to which I am grateful, but I can’t leave just yet. Not yet. I was glad he noticed the goon behind me though, it made talking to him easier. I just hope he doesn’t get himself into trouble for being around me.
I suppose though, I should write in my other journal, so that snerky bastard can read about my very boring day. For now, this scroll will be trapped away in one of my other scrolls, always on my person. Lets see them try to read it then.
~T
Weather: Cold. Rainy. Cold. Wet.
Time: Late. Just Before Curfew it seems.
And that would be two things I hate about everything today. It's cold and wet. And this stupid village has a curfew. As I sit here writing in this miserable scroll, I watch several people running by down on the street, hurrying to either get out of the rain or get indoors. I'd be willing to bet many of them are worried about weather or not they wrote in this miserable journal or not. I have one, but I don't know what to write. I can't write what I want. I can't write anything important. I'm so tempted to see what happens if I don't do it, but that would just be even more bothersome.
There is this man that seems to think he's hiding near by, outside. I think he's watching me. No, I know he is. Sometimes I wonder if my room is bugged so they can spy on me as well. Not that I have anyone here to talk to. I don't know who I can trust to talk to.
My thoughts on this? Useless… but I'm going to act exactly how I have every time I am here. Nothing is going to change. I'll vent my frustrations here until I can figure a way to write to my brothers with out issue. I'm sure anything I do is going to be heavily watched.
I met with Shikamaru today. It was kind of nice to see him concerned, in his own lazy way, about me. He wanted to help get me out of here, to which I am grateful, but I can’t leave just yet. Not yet. I was glad he noticed the goon behind me though, it made talking to him easier. I just hope he doesn’t get himself into trouble for being around me.
I suppose though, I should write in my other journal, so that snerky bastard can read about my very boring day. For now, this scroll will be trapped away in one of my other scrolls, always on my person. Lets see them try to read it then.
~T