This is suppose to be some kind of journal, right? So what about my day. Mmmm.... Well, it's been really great I suppose. Classes were suspended at noon because of the foul (foul?! On the contrary, it's great!) weather but I only got home at around three o'clock.
Rheeeaaaa! My throat ached after you left. I guess al that squeaking and squealing took toll on my poor vocal cords. Remind me not to do that again. How 'bout you? Throat fine? I thought you wanted to race me to the blog. Well, I'm here!
DJ, your black letter will come later after I- I mean, Saitou-sama decides who our first official target is. I think Seiyo's target is.... Mikey? I think she's killing him by her high pitched ala Mojako voice. Well...