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Wednesday 14/2/15 –VALENTINES DAY! Before school.

Crap. Crap. Crap! Not VALENTINES DAY! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Damn. Oh well, I'll deal, I get to see Naruto pout over Sasuke getting valentines and get to see Sasuke drown in the confetti. It'll be good fun.

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4:53

I hate them. I'm not willing to talk about it.

I hate them.

That is all.

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5:05

I can't believe they did that. I really can't. I hate them.

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5:05 (and ten seconds)

Ok, fine, I shall write it. But only because I need to vent.

Well, I got to roll call, and as per usual, the roll was called, then the people came into deliver the first of the roses (people could choose what period they wanted them delivered in) and of course, all the fan-girls though they could get to Sasuke first in rollcall, pity they all think the same, this time there were TWO bags full, Sasuke must be extra-loved, I thought.

But no. I was so wrong. So very, very wrong.

After they called the first bag, they marched over to my corner, and I blinked. "Sorano?" they asked. I blinked again. Then nodded.

They opened the bag, and tipped it out on my desk. I nearly threw up. I looked at the notes, and every single one said either 'please?' or 'will you come?' I gritted my teeth and glared at Sasuke and Naruto, who had turned in their chairs like everyone else to look, except there looks weren't filled with envy- their looks were filled with smirking satisfaction.

They found a hell of a lotta old rose petals stuffed in their locker- trust me. I know they did….

Every single period in the day, another bag FULL of freaking valentines and chocolates and roses came to my desk. Every single time more and more people looked annoyed.

Gaara, by this time, had chosen to sit one or two desks away to ensure he would die of suffocation by my valentines.

Once again, when I walked past Naruto in the hall, when he was at his locker, I could hear his yelp as two periods worth of roses attacked him.

And he got it easy- I can tell somewhere in the school two bags full of melted chocolates were lunging themselves at Sasuke.

Ehehehehe….

It was horrible! Gaara was getting more and more annoyed with each Valentine. There were so many of them, I'm surprised he didn't explode.

Anyway, after a while I just told the people to deliver them to the bin, and I directed this comment to especially Sasuke, who would turn back every so often to see me struggle with mounds of pink crap, smirk, stay long enough for me to give him the finger, then turn back to continue being loved by the fan-girls.

God- I now see why he is so up himself. And gay. Those fan-girls would turn anyone gay.

Anyway, point being I shall kill them. There is no freaking way I'm going to this stupid resort! NO WAY!

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5:10

Going to work. Going to the bat-cave. Going to KICK THEIR ASSES!

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9:00 – Eating dindins, feeling sad and sorry for myself… once again…

Naruto and Sasuke weren't there. I hate them. I hope they get some sort of testicle cancer and die.

I don't think there even is a testicle cancer…

BUT I WILL INVENT ONE AND GIVE IT TO THEM AND THEN WATCH THEM DIE!

Ew….

Don't ask how im going to give it to them…

Ew…

I'm just digging a bigger hole for myself hey?

Ew!

AHHH!

That's it- change of subject.

Anyway, they weren't there, I did my deliveries and then walked home- Temari gave me a lift again, the Hanuro household are getting regular deliveries now.

Sakura wasn't crying this time, but she was angry- things seem to be getting worse for her.

Not going to ask. Last time I said 'wouldn't it be funny if…' or 'ooh-err, Sasuke and Naruto in the store-room'…

IT WAS FOOKING TRUE!

So I' not going to write anything.

Ok, ok, I reckon she is involved with a terrorist group that have to bash anybody who doesn't bomb a general meeting place in their first two years.

Yes. That is what I reckon.

Anyhoo, I have finished dinner, not finished feeling sorry for myself, plan to continue doing it tomorrow.

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Thursday - 15/2/15 – in English- should be reading, but I'm not. Again.

Shikamaru looks really put out today. I think we are all stuffed from Valentines Day. I think it should be banned. And then all people who try to give fluffy pink cards infested with melting crap chocolate and streamers should be shot. YYYAAYYY! High-fives all round! A favour to the world!

Anyway, Tammy is looking awful preggers now. I think her kitties are due soon.

It's fourth period now, we've had math, P.E., and Science, next (after lunch) I have to get through Geoggers AND history.

Errrgg…. Just shoot me. It's the one day of the week when we don't have our elective class. Which means no ART! I MIGHT DIE!!! I NNNEEDD ART TO LIVE!

In science we are still doing our ICPP (in class prac project) and Gaara has made me just sit on the table now I have finally finished my lemon batteries. Kakashi complimented him on his good decision making.

I felt sad…

Anyway, Math was hideous as usual; Shikamaru came late (shock!) and had massive bags under his eyes. He looks really worn; everyone seems to be today, weird huh?

Gaara said he was glad there were no more ugly pink cards surrounding me. I agreed. It's easier to talk when my mouth isn't being stuffed with nasty chocolates (if chocolates can be nasty- which I doubt).

I'm tired. I'm craving Vanilla-Coke. Really, really, REALLY bad. I don't know why. I think I might get some on the way home…

Mmm… Vanilla coke… the best coke one could ask for….mmm….

God- I drooled on my diary! AAHHH! Oh giddy god! Be right back- in needing of tissue!

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Five mins later ----

Back. Gaara saw. Damnit. But I think he is trying not to laugh, it didn't work when I passed him a note explaining I was craving vanilla-coke and it went too far.

He had to put his head on the desk and laugh it out, while I glared. Iruka gave us a look that said 'shut up' but it promptly changed to astonishment when he realized it was ME and GAARA, not sakura and one of her hussy's.

Yes. Things are changing. Most likely for the worst!

I shall write after work, ta-ta, Iruka has realized you don't read with a blue pen.

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After work- duh- don't know the time.

At lunch Sasuke and Naruto cornered me. I hate them; they asked if my valentines had been sent by somebody special.

I ask if the melted chocolate in their locker had been put there by anybody in particular.

They glared.

I laughed.

And ran.

Fast.

At work they found me again, and bothered me some more over whether I'll come and play Sasuke's girlfriend to make him look cool in front of Itatchi. Like I freaking care man! Deal with your brother in a way that DOESN'T INVOLVE ME!

"Aw, come on Sora!" Naruto whined. "Sasuke just wants somebody so pretty all the girlfriends Itatchi has had will look like ugly mole-rats!"

"Ugly mole-rats? Nice, Naruto, and plus, your OBVIOUSLY looking for the wrong girl then." I tell them, patting him on the bat and sliding corn to the back of the bat-mobile.

"No, no, you're the right girl, you are very pretty Sora!" Naruto says earnestly. I snort. "If I wasn't already …umm…"
This time I wasn't prepared to say 'being with Sasuke' to make things less awkward, I just glared at him and snapped "Having gay-sex with Sasuke?" He glared angrily. I returned it.

"Anyway, I'd go out with you- I'm sure Sasuke would be … erm…honoured."

"Yeah, but I'm not going, so he WON'T be." I say firmly.

"Aw, come on Sora! It'll be fun, a huge resort, and a pool, and a tennis court, and everything!"

"Yeah, you go, and look suss, and whatever, but don't bring me into this!"

It went on. It didn't really progress; even when Sasuke came into plead his case. It didn't work either. Seeing as it consisted mostly of 'Hn'.

Anyway, Temari didn't give me a lift today, I walked back. It'd strange, I actually had gotten used to it, almost liked it. As awkward as it had gotten at times.

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10:17

There is a testicle cancer. Somebody beat me to inventing one.

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10:20

Damn… need new plan…

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10:21

I wonder if I could just suffice with stuffing an old bra into Sasuke's bag and seeing the reaction…

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10:24

ehehehehehehehheehhe….

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Sorry about le wait! We have had TWO TESTS!!! (omg!!!) it's the beginning of end-of-term testing!!! WE ARE DOOMED!! But we had avoided this stupid science test for THREE PERIODS!!! Come on! You got to give our class kudos for that!!! Teehee. Math tomozza. Wish me luck!!!

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