Today was . . . . traumatic, for lack of a better word.

Well, I suppose most of it wasn't. Rather like the last two days. It was fine until . . . .

Why the HELL did he have to call? He had NO BUSINESS to do something so . . . . pretentious and utterly inane! I KNOW he's just pretending in any case. He couldn't care less. But no, he has to keep up appearances just to taunt us. To taunt ME! To flaunt this whole sorry business in my face!

In any case. I'm . . . . not so good. I've finished my homework, I don't know what else to do . . . . perhaps study more physics equations. That should calm my mind.

[ooc: strikeout hackable to the skilled ones ♥]

Second day of school. Things seem to be settling into a routine already. Mr. Ishida seems like a nice teacher . . . . and I saw many of the people I've conversed with through these journals in Photography class. It was . . . . interesting, to say the least.

It's strange, how much free time I have on my hands these days. I don't like it, I must admit. I'm used to keeping myself busy . . . . this is where a new book would be useful. *sigh*

Axel, you're welcome to come over for dinner if you don't mind chicken stir-fry with rice. And perhaps you can work on your painting a bit, if you'd like.

[ooc: Strikeout is for Axel only ^_~ Or if you have teh madd skillz.]

Today wasn't bad, I suppose. Just another day. I believe Axel frightened half the Calculus class with his behavior, though. Not to mention his older brother, who teaches the subject. Oh well.

In any case, this semester will be almost obscenely easy, if tonight's assignment was any indication. Not that it matters very much.

Mmm . . . . suppose I'll make pasta for dinner.

Axel, you'd best complete your assignments if you expect me to fulfill my end of our bargain.

Despite my best efforts . . . . it seems I now have someone to talk to at school.

Axel, your brother is going to absolutely despise us. Don't think I'll let you slide in your studies just because you're allowed to kiss me now. If anything, I am going to be even rougher on you if you start slipping because of it. Understood?

I suppose I'll meet everyone else at school, then. See you on Monday.

[ooc: Strikeout hackable only by Axel.]

My schedule for the semester:

A-day
Physics 2
Calculus
Lunch
Psychology
Japanese

B-day
English 12
Government 12
Lunch
Psychology
Photography

I'm in a bit of a dilemma right now . . . . I'm not quite sure what electives I should choose.

As much as I hate to say it . . . . Suggestions, anyone?

I'm not too fond of this layout, but Mother likes it. I suppose that's good enough for me; I don't really care, one way or the other.

It's rather odd, coming home halfway through the school year. It's even more odd to think that I won't be going back to the Academy . . . . hopefully there will be at least someone close to my level to converse with, otherwise this semester will be horribly dull.

In any case, I'd best be going. I need to pick up supplies to make dinner tonight, and perhaps find a new book to read.