by Yanagi-sen
Weiss Kreuz fanfic
Usual disclaimers apply. Not mine, if they were I would be a lot better off…
Warnings: who knows, I have no idea where this will go or even what I'm doing, but it's safe to say there will be shounen ai, probably yaoi, possible lemons, angst, dirty language, maybe violence. I CAN promise no character death, that's it.
Day 28: ARGH!!! (one of these days…)
One of these days… I'm just going to kill him. Brad will get up to find that damn German bastard DEAD on the floor, with me dancing over his mangled corpse. I'm so fed up of him lying to me! He promised he wasn't going to write in the journal anymore. I knew he'd read it… even locked up I knew it was a lost cause, but he promised not to write anymore. *sigh* I'm tired of it.
Nothing ever seems to go right for me. I FINALLY had a good day with Omi, and I come home to find my journal has an entry I didn't even do. Dammit, Schu! I'm having enough trouble with this teacher; I don't need your help! I hate school. Damn midterms are starting too. And we've been so busy I haven't had any time to study. I have three tests tomorrow… I'll be up all night at this rate. And I have a 10-page paper due next week that I had intended to do last weekend until Brad dragged us all to Kyoto for that 'job'.
I don't know when I'm going to get everything done? He wants those computer upgrades finished by next weekend. Farf's mind is out on holiday, which means I have to cook if we want anything remotely edible. Brad never does any of the housework; Schu skips out as quickly as HE can. I think I'm going to cry.
I almost fell asleep in the bathtub last night… I'm just so tired. The stress is really starting to get to me. That's why I went with Omi yesterday instead of staying home and doing some of this mountain of work… I needed the stress relief. I think he's getting worried about me. He asked if I was okay every 10 minutes it seemed. I'm fine… or I would be if there were about 5 more hours in the day… then I could get stuff done and actually get some sleep too.
"To sleep… perchance to dream…" How I wish it could be so. *sigh again* Stupid school, stupid tests, stupid teachers… stupid me. I should have done that damn paper weeks ago, but NO… I have to procrastinate. I couldn't even get an interesting topic. They were handed out when I was out sick… so I had to pick through the crappy ones no one else wanted… 'The First Railways and Their Affect on Rural Japan'… come on! BORING!
It's getting harder and harder to balance school and everything else I have to do. I know Brad really wants me to do well, let's be honest, he EXPECTS me to do well… and I don't want to disappoint him. But I can't keep this up. Yesterday with Omi was the first time in over two weeks that I've had a break. If I'm not at school, then I've been doing 'other' stuff. How'd we get so busy all of a sudden anyways? Half the time I don't even leave the house, but the research for each job can take anywhere from a few hours to a couple days. And the paperwork… and the accounts… and the filing… by the time I'm totally finished with everything from one job… we're neck deep in the next one. It's not unusual to have my computer running searches for one while I'm filling out forms for the last. I jump back and forth between three to five windows all night long. And somehow I have to squeeze homework in here?
I'm tired… I'm really really tired. I can't wait till tests are over with and we get a break. Christmas is coming up… even though they aren't religious; Brad and Schu really like to celebrate it. And then a week later is Shogatsu, the New Year's festival. Hopefully (though I know it is a long shot) Brad will decide to suspend operations for the holidays. I hope so… I really hope so. I need a break. Hell… I need some sleep. Oh well… enough of this… I have three tests to study for and hopefully the computer has come up with some info for my paper. Do other kids have as hard a time as me? -Nagi
I'm sooooo glad I'm not a student any more. Although from watching my friend Shoori… being a full-time teacher isn't a picnic either. My sympathies to all of you heading into finals and all the teachers who have to grade everything. -Yanagi