I gazed at my friends with pleasure and smiled. Someone up there was actually smiling down on me. I gained friends and well, my grades are fair enough so at least I could graduate now. Well, there is the exception of maths, which, by the way, abhors me. When I think that I finally understand something it just screws me over. Anyways, Sasori has always been there for me. And now I think we are boyfriends. We have had a few dates, but I mean, well… I am just so afraid to ask him if we are. Oh well… only time will tell. But I know sooner or later I will have to just suck it up and ask him. But for now I am not going to let my big mouth ruin everything.

I finally stopped taking drugs, thanks to Kakuzu. Hidan is just here… but it is fun to have him around. He always makes sure that I have a smile on my face and not one of those forced smiles. A real smile. He makes all of us laugh. I am especially glad for that. These days, I do not feel so lonely, anymore.

So far, I am thrilled with life and life is content with me. I am so blessed that Sasori stopped me from committing suicide, almost two months ago. That was when my feelings for Sasori began to develop.

I love art! Art is my passion. Art is a bang. It is an explosion. Man, I love seeing things explode, especially at the peak when everything now falls apart. I love watching the various explosions, as each is unique. All explosions have its own different way of 'exploding'. It has an uncommon shape, size, colour, outburst and even its own rare sound.

Sasori, however, disagrees with me and fails to see my point. No matter what though, regardless if he is my boyfriend now, I will never acknowledge his beliefs. He thinks that art is eternal, never ending, everlasting. Please.

Art is temporary, fleeting, an explosion. Art is a bang. It is unexpected. You cannot guess its shape or size or sound, but you can only wait and see. I love that thought so much because of one reason and one reason only. It reminds me of my life, how things do not last forever, how everything in life is only temporary. Therefore, because of that point and everything that has happened to me, I cannot agree with Sasori. However, I recognize and comprehend that it is only his opinion and we all have our own opinion on various topics.

So yeah… my life is complicated. But that is life. It decides, that when you are happy and content with yourself, to make a mess of everything. It does not appreciate when you are happy. Life loves to see you fail and it loves to see you miserable. But that is my opinion on life. Others have it good, great, superb even. But then again, I cannot judge, because everyone is fighting their own little war, whether it is big or small.

My name is Deidara. I do not care about my surname, for it is long gone. I have been to the depths of hell and I have seen the devil, as some would say. My life's experiences have changed me, and I would say for the better. I now appreciate life and my friends, most of all.

"Hey! Damn it, man!" I yelled, snapping out of my figment of imagination, "Hidan, give me back my books!"

"No way man!...you should see your face right now," Hidan yelled back.

"But I actually did my math homework," I began to run after him, "I want my books now!"

"Over my dead body!" he yelled back. We both stopped and laughed. I clutched my shirt. God, my stomach and chest began to hurt... "ahahahahahaha, oh Jashin, that was really funny.. here Dei…"he patted me on the back and headed off to his class.

Not too long after the bell rang and I slowly made my way towards my maths class. Ughh! I hate math.