…. Why do I even bother with bold writing?

The sun's gone down a couple of time's since Sunday… I don't know what else to judge time by since the clock is all the way in the kitchen and not in my bed, in my little ball, away from everything…

I wish I was that clock. Then nothing would matter besides somebody changing my batteries occasionally.

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Shika said I had to go to school today so I did. I figure it must be any day from Monday to Thursday.

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Actually, could be Friday.

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But I guess that's unlikely, coz of the debate and all… Sakura force-fed me spaghetti today, apparently I haven't eaten since Monday. That means it has to be Tuesday…

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Sakura said it's apparently Wednesday.

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If yesterday was Wednesday, it must be Thursday, unless I was lucky and slept through the day….

Today Kakashi made me go see the counsellor, I just sat and glared at a wall until the doctor gave up and sent me out to eat lunch. I didn't anyway, I don't feel like eating.

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After Work

Really bored. You know what I did? I looked in a mirror. And then I ate something. I feel bad for making everyone worried. I looked horrible, but you know how it all started? I was thinking to myself how depressed I was and how I couldn't even be bothered to remember what day it was, when I sat down to fast and my rib hurt, and I'm like 'ow, I have tender ribs' and then I don't know, I started laughing because it sounded like in was some sorta fast-food option. And I just laughed. And then Sakura came in and then walked out again because I think she's worried about me.

Anyway, I found out that laughing distracts me from the heavy-pain then anything else, and if Gaara's not coming back, the best thing I can do is forget… even if it hurts more now, I guess later it won't? I don't know. But laughing felt better then not eating.

Debate tomorrow, and we're not losing, Sora's back in the game, tender ribs (hahahahha) and all!

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Friday- Debate.

Since this was the Semi-Final debate, we got to know the team before hand in a dinner, I sat next to Sasuke, then Sakura and Shika (they all begin with S!) and then me. (OH MY GOD I BEGIN WITH 'S' TOO! AWESOME! We can be quadruple S. hahaha.) And just smiled for no reason, the team felt better, seeing me smile again, even if it was mostly forced.

The principal (Orochimaru- Sensei) of the Sound Selective High School and University for Gifted And High-Achieving Students is REALLY creepy. It think he is a rapist in his spare time.

He's really, really creepy. Like, really. He has a really abnormally long tongue too, he is tall and pale skinned, so pale it seems to have a strange lavender tinge to it. I didn't like him the moment we shook hands. Mainly because they were disgusting and sweaty, but the evil-ness may have been a reason too. But still, sweaty hands! YUCK! That just screams 'I'm evil'.

Anyhoo, Rapist-Sensei (His name is too long) talked to Sasuke most, he seemed to have found his next paedophile-victim, I thought of warning Sasuke in the Prep room. He had a cute first speaker though, he had silver hair and was really nice, (surprisingly) though I still spent most of my time glowing at Rapist-Sensei.

Once I pulled Sasuke away from flirting with Rapist-mc-phee we were put in the Prep room, after brainstorming for a wasteful 15mins we hit gold and started writing.

Well, nothing really eventful happened except Sasuke flirting with the Rapist-Sensei, and the cute first speaker (why is it the first speakers are always cute?) and we lost. Yup. Lost to the Sound Selective High School and University for Gifted and High-Achieving Students, what a disappointment, but it's kinda a relief to be out of the debate. We got ribbons for making it to the Semi-Finals, but they were from Iruka-Sensei… not the Debating competition. He was just proud we made it past first round unlike all the other teams he has put in.

It was close though, I thought we would have won, Sasuke did really awesome and kicked their first speakers (aww, poor cutie) ass. I was so proud! I was all 'YES! GO RAPIST-LOVER!' and he just gave me a funny look.

Anyway, went home. Every time I see a bobby-pin it hurts. I had to flush them all down the toilet. Except the packet he left. Their under my pillow. Sakura was wondering why I had flushed the toilet so much but I just said ' it wouldn't all go down at once' and then realized how suss it sounded, but it was too late and sakura had already turned green and said she didn't need to know all that.

Whoops…

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Saturday 14/7/15

Naruto rang with bad news, Sasuke is in hospital again. He is having a bad week. Except this time it isn't as bad because he just fell on some burning hot craft-glue in the shape of a flower. Hehehe. I hope he has a girly scar, anyway, I'm driving in Naruto's car to the hospital now. I reckon they know him there by now.

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Later

Now exactly a girly scary, he had tripped in the store (he had gone there to get something the manager said he'd found from when his father owned the store) and tripped on the wet floor, strait on the glue-gun somebody had been using to stick sparkly stuff to a 'sale' poster. God Sasuke has bad luck, I think Naruto has it worse though, he stresses so much every time Sasuke gets into the smallest amount of trouble.

The scar on the back of his neck didn't come out as the flower I'd hoped, it's more like three coma's. I was very sad. He said it hurts like hell. But I think he was just showing off in front of his boyfriend. Anyway, he'll be out tomorrow, and I was right, the nurse does know him. I got bored, and so now I'm in the waiting room waiting (surprise surprise) for Naruto to come out so we can go home.

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HELLOOO ALL! I was really (happy) surprised when I saw ya'll reviews! THEY WERE SO LONG AND AWESOME! Seriously, that's like the best birthday pressie EVER! (Even if it's not my b'day… but that's a good enough pressie for the next five years including Chrissie! AWESOME! THANK YOU SO MUCH!)

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