Saturday

It's 3 o'clock in the evening. And crap, I kept peeing because I have a pretty bad emotional drainage and drinking a lot of water doesn't help at the slightest. I should have started on Biology because the topic on biodiversity is long as the way to heaven but did not bore me the slightest…okay I lied, it did bore me but not that much. Not as much as Pure Maths of course.

Uhm…back to the topic. I know that I hated Facebook but I can't seem to let go. It's like there's an invisible hook that kept me ogled on my profile though no one's going to comment anything I did. Or give. Or comment.

Because I am a boring guy.

Not that they told me that up front but I can feel. Hey, I'm not that emotionless absent minded freak that everyone thought I would be. I was just pretending to be one because reality hurts. Life is a challenge. It doesn't suck. Anyone who said their life sucked totally never heard of hell. We should just be grateful.

*beaming*

Okay, I just scared the shit out of me.

I should call someone and told them to do my homework.

Nnoitra? Nah, he's busy dating right now. Saturday is his favourite day.

Tesla? Homework, enough said.

Harribel? I…don't talk to girls often.

Starrk? As usual, plus he's not going to wake up until dinner time.

Grimmjaw? No. Way. In. Hell.

Ggio? He's with Grimmjaw.

Szayel? I'm…not sure he'd do it for free.

Arroniero? Or maybe Arrurruie? I don't want to confuse myself further.

Uncle Aizen? No…he's in not to mock me again. Plus, he might tell my father…

Uncle Gin? Pervert. And he might call Aizen to join him.

Uncle Tousen? I had enough justice in my life.

Ichigo? No. Just no…

Rukia? Hell. No.

Ishida? No…

Chad? Hmm…I might give it a try. *searching his name on my contact list*….damn, I forgot I don't have his number. Stupid me.

Both roommates of mine aren't here either. They're out. Somewhere…I don't care. I'm going to check my Facebook.

Nothing.

Not a thing.

I should start on my homework. Now.

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Uh…the devil just had to ruin my eagerness to be a good boy who completed his homework every time. And no, I'm not the good boy who completed his homework every time. I never did my homework. And if I did there would be a lot…A LOT…crossed red marks from the lecturers. I just have to try harder when it comes down with homework. Truth to be told…though I do looked smart I'm far less than that. I just LOOKED smart. Not one to be. Great, I'm off topic again.

There just as I was about to write down something…a message popped up. It's Luppi. Dear……..God. And just as I thought I had someone to talk to, he's offline.

I told you so.

I REALLY should work on my moronic brain. Right NOW.

*stomach growled*

I'm hungry.

I better get ready for my English group discussion, which start in thirty minutes. And perhaps get some edible food they served in this college. (Last time he tries squid with soy sauce he had this acidic feeling in his stomach and it hurt like…he just drank propanyl chloride…purposedly).

Okay…so the group discussion earlier was a…accomplishment. With me being the leader. Honestly I never had any ideas as why I would always be picked as the group leader. Apart from the "looked smart" thingy, perhaps if there is anyone to blame that would be me. I know…I was jumping to the conclusion but that is the only reasonable things popped up in my mind. Okay, there was other thing that popped up and was about them being a chicken. Really…

At least some things worked out. I'm not a failure.

Right now its half past eight and I haven't touched my homework.

Or Facebook.

Yay, me.

A/N: okay...i'm at it again...my brain's on crack...literally...

somehow...it felt weird...i had ch. 3 up next...and i'm not sure the reaction i'd get...

i mean...*spoiler*...i never...NEVER...intended to make it a crossover...

and i wish you guys had a nice day...

and those disclaimer thing...i wouldn't be here if i ever own any of these...