December 10th, 2012
I am seriously angry right now, un.
Today, Tobi seemed to think it would be a good idea to try and make my clay into cookies. He stole a bunch of it and tried to bake it in the oven, un.
Well it didn't work. The damn oven exploded and Leader blamed me for it.
I spent the rest of the day cleaning the clay off the walls, un. Not fun.
In other matters… Tobi seems to think it's a good idea to take me to a therapist. I refuse.
I. fucking. Refuse. Un.
Therapists are idiots who tell you things you already know, and then charge you money for it.
So I have nothing left to keep from going insane other than writing in this stupid journal.
-Your pissed off and possibly insane author, Deidara.
