Joy: Hey, everyone! Managed to finally finish this entry for Bakura's journal. I had part of it down before my limbo started, but now it's done, though I don't know if it is crap or just okay. You decide, readers.

Ni

Me again. Like anyone else would be writing in this thing.

Let me see, how to word my day…

Interesting comes to mind.

Ryou, for some idiotic reason, came up to me last night and asked me if I wanted to go with him to some stupid party his friends were having at Yugi's house. Of course I said no.

I think I mentioned before how irritating those chibi eyes of his were…

Needless to say, my opinion of those chibi eyes has not changed.

At first I thought I would go to see if I could get my hands on that Puzzle the kid wears around his neck, but then I remembered that Yami would most likely be out of the object and watching me like a hawk the entire evening, so I had to discover other things with which to amuse myself. Luckily for me things just seemed to go in my favor from the instant I walked through the door.

Here's the exact recap courtesy of my extraordinary memory – unlike the pharaoh's memory

Ah, the pharaoh no baka. The plight on my little existence…or lack of. There he was, leaning against the wall, staring out at the shrimp's friends. My hikari runs off to "mingle" and I am left to my own devices. Hmm… now what should I do to amuse myself? Luckily I have just the assortment of things to ease a bored spirit such as myself. I search through my duffle bag and pull out a small bag of balloons. Smirking, I saunter off to the kitchen to fill them up.

Well, needless to say the balloons came quite in handy. Oh my Ra, the laughter didn't stop, especially when I saw how completely drenched the pharaoh was. I'm still laughing.

Also needless to say, Ryou was really pissed at me for starting the water balloon fight. And I thought it would cheer him up to take a shower, so he ended up wet as well as still pissed off. Oh well, can't please everyone.

After the water balloons, were gone and everyone had dried off, Ryou started muttering apologies to everyone for my "inappropriate" behavior. I hate it when my host apologizes for something I did and am not sorry for. I told him just that and he glared daggers in my direction. Insert rolling of eyes here. I spend the rest of the next hour locked in a glaring contest with the pharaoh. And you know what? I won! The shrimp distracted him! Your loss, oh mighty one. victory dance

Ryou didn't talk to me all the way home. In fact, he was quite until around bedtime, when he got a phone call from the shrimp. He got real upset after they got done talking. (Sigh) I hate when that happens because it takes a crowbar to pry any information out of him when he's like that. So after an hour of threatening and tremendous annoyance, Ryou finally spilled it.

Apparently there is some play Ryou's school is hosting. He was supposed to be just an understudy (he explained what that was), but now the person is sick or something, meaning he is gonna have to take over.

And he is nervous as hell about it.

And being the supportive dark side that I am, I of course laughed at him and taunted him like the wimpy baby he is. I cannot believe he got all worked up over something as simple as a play. In Egypt they had grand festivals (for nobles of course, but sometimes I invited myself) and they had dancing and plays. It isn't such a bit deal, no matter how much my hikari tries to make it one.

Ryou begged me to help him memorize his lines… okay actually he begged me to do it for him, but I said no way in hell. I am not into that sort of thing. Not going to happen, hikari. So he took to begging for help with the lines. Not that he hasn't got them down, he just doesn't have the confidence to remember them.

Well, gonna go rest. Something tells me I'll need it as tomorrow starts the "helping hikari" day. (Sigh) How do I get myself into these situations?

Joy: There you go! Review!