Masashi Arai

Mon, 12 Dec 2005 03:01:18 GMT

... okay. What the fuck. Who the hell has a grudge against me so much that they want to make sure I fail everything? I'm not kidding. I will hunt those bastards down and kick their asses.

This is far, FAR from funny.

Fri, 18 Nov 2005 13:46:42 GMT

Well, the people who signed me up for the therapist did have one thing right: there's SOMETHING wrong with Arai. They just got the wrong Arai.

My dear older brother, someday, I swear, I will kill you.

~~I appreciate him trying to set me up.~~

He ~~just needs to quit trying~~ needs to quit chucking the girls I know HE wants at me. Ugh. *shudders* It's too much. They're too OLD. Isn't that statutory ANYWAY? Seriously now. I'm not incapable of getting girls my age on my own, sheesh!

ARGH.

Mon, 17 Oct 2005 03:53:41 GMT

Things are getting better. I don't feel as bad, but I still don't understand how this could have happened anyway. I need to talk to someone about this, because I'm sure even though it's called what it's called, I'm also sure that there are other ways of getting this!

This should be about the last time I share my water bottle with anyone. I'm sure swapping spit causes these things to spread!

[CRACKVERSE]

Thu, 06 Oct 2005 00:13:28 GMT

What I'd like to know is, what the hell did I get myself into? I mean, honestly, all that work and no pay off? Where's the justice?

Mmmm... Mistress of Misery, eh? Damn, she's hot. I'm her sidekick now, apparently. I almost wonder if this is a new way...

NO! No thinking with THAT! That's what got you into this in the first place!

Now, I think I know how I could deal with this situation: 1) quit and possibly die since I know who Mistress of Misery is or 2) stay in it, and, ahh... she's so sexy... imagine the possibilities!

Obviously, 2 is the best choice.

She says wardrobe change. I am NOT getting rid of my sunglasses!!

Mon, 03 Oct 2005 04:20:45 GMT

It's been a really strange week.

Is the hell over yet?!?!

Not even going to go into discussion about ~~going out with~~ ~~that da~~ what happened after quarterfinals. It was strange, I hope it never happens again ~~(except do I really think that, maybe, I don't know, someone...)~~ because everything is so... DIFFERENT now.

Now for something completely different...

HOW THE HELL DID I GET AN STI? HOW HOW HOW? I mean, dude, seriously! I've been clean! I haven't been on a date ~~ever~~ in ages! Sheesh, this isn't possible, but what else COULD it be? All these symptoms... it's not just the flu here!

Argh. And I can't go to the doctor about it, because then Mom and Dad'll find out, and... oh, I don't even know what'll happen!

THIS SUCKS.

(OOC: strikeouts = deleted)

Fri, 27 May 2005 23:57:14 GMT

You know what? I can't deal with this. I have too much stuff on my plate to worry about right now. Sheesh, the new ranking tournament is soon and to make sure I actually get on the regular team, I need to practice as much as I can. That's why...

YOU look for the damn money, got it?

Sat, 14 May 2005 03:41:56 GMT

Free at last!

Sheesh, nearly burn down the house once, and bang! Grounded. And it wasn't even MY fault--Niisan had more to do with it than I did. And what was his punishment?

... okay, so fine, he got kicked out of the house. I guess this whole incident wasn't so bad, after all. >D

But now I get to take some cooking classes. Thanks, Mom, I've been cooking for myself for the past year now. I think I can cook up a decent meal just fine, for crying out loud.

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 03:46:24 GMT

Well, a happy birthday for me. Dad came home from Osaka today, saying that in a month he'll be back from his business thing for good. Good present, I'd say. Even my brother was nice. As for material things, meh, a couple thousand yen, a nifty racing game, that's about it, really.

I wish rehearsal was kinder to me, but that's a wish that'll never come true...

Sun, 27 Mar 2005 23:07:41 GMT

Well, now that I've spent all my freetime catching up in my REAL classes, I really don't know what to do anymore.

I've realized that that describes much of my life right now. If it's uneventful it's a question mark. I think I need to do some serious re-evaluating...

Sun, 13 Mar 2005 00:21:31 GMT

The week from hell is over. I can't believe the records got screwed up like that--it took me all week to figure out what the hell was wrong, and oh, man, I've never been so embarrassed before EVER.

No. Really.

I can't believe they thought I was a FRESHMAN.

At least it's all cleared up now, but I have a feeling I won't live this down for a while. It just sucks when you're taller than everyone else in class, and everyone thinks you flunked, which is not what I did. It was the school and their bad record keeping skills.

Man, now I'm going to spending all of this week trying to catch up in what I missed in my actual class! This is going to be another week from hell, I swear!

Mon, 28 Feb 2005 02:29:33 GMT

Wow. These past couple of weeks have officially been the weirdest couple weeks of my life. I hope this doesn't continue.

Ikeda, this is ~~partially~~ your fault.

... someone needs to slap me upside the head and get some sense knocked into me because I swear something is WRONG WITH ME!! Maybe it's her fault. I think that's what it is. She's been pulling some weird shit around me, making me feel sorry for her, that's it. Except not. That whole thing with Monkey Boy wasn't her fault. That was weird. Everything that happened that day was weird.

I'm done talking now. If I think too much into it, I don't think I'll like what I come out with. Ignorance IS bliss!

Fri, 18 Feb 2005 21:20:55 GMT

This week has been the weirdest week of my life.

Yes, so Valentine's Day. I had this nice box full of pretty awesome chocolate--well, awesome looking, since I never got the chance to taste any of it. (Okay, and it was (most likely) from a boy, but still. Because here's what happened. My guilty conscience got off from vacation long enough to give it up to that GIRL WHO I SWEAR I DESPISE ~~DESPITE WHAT INNER VOICES ARE TELLING ME~~ because somehow it's my fault that I lost the chocolate or whatever she was going to give to Fuji-senpai.

Figures. Fuji-senpai is one of the heartthrobs of the school. But that's not the point!

Why did I have to give up my chocolate?! It's not like Fuji-senpai never gets any! I don't get chocolate on Valentine's as much as he does.

I can't believe I DID that!

Someone put logic into my head. Please.

And I'm not even going to talk about rehearsal. Just... no.

Mon, 14 Feb 2005 01:47:18 GMT

Uuuuugh...

I take full responsibility if the script changes by tomorrow morning.

I'm going to be sick. I'm really confused, but most of all I'm sickened. Mix my brother's soggy burnt fried rice with half cooked meat and frozen vegetables with... THAT?

If I'm not at school tomorrow, blame it on her.

Fri, 11 Feb 2005 23:12:28 GMT

I hate drama kids.

My brother found out last night.

I hate my life.

{{They should never, ever, call home wondering where the hell I was during rehearsal. Never, ever, EVER.

Yeah, I was ditching. So fucking what, I don't want to be a part of this!}}

Mon, 07 Feb 2005 04:56:50 GMT

I'm hating this more and more.

So long as a certain brother of mine never finds out, I'm okay. Hopefully. He has a bad habit of finding out these sorts of things.

Wed, 26 Jan 2005 05:05:19 GMT

I want to die now.

Can I die?

[[One misfortune after the other I'M GOING TO KILL SOMEONE. OR SOMETHING. WHATEVER.

Someone spare me the misery. Someone let me die with my pride still intact.

PLEASE.]]

Mon, 17 Jan 2005 05:03:54 GMT

Heh heh, Osaka was fun, revenge has been thoroughly taken on my dear older brother from hell.

>D

Life is sweet.

Fri, 17 Dec 2004 23:35:27 GMT

It's been hard getting my brother away from the computer. He needs a life. Aside from that, I've been visited by older brothers and fathers alike the past few days, so I've, uh, definitely been keeping away from all sorts of male and female population types lately, and been keeping busy otherwise. ~~I wonder if this happens to the regulars, too, since they're so popular~~

At least my brother is reaping what he sows. The e-mails he sends out are going back to HIS computer, so hah! He's not smart enough to figure out how to get the replies back to my address... but oh, I do. I do.

It's payback time.

((OOC: Strikeouts = deleted))

Tue, 07 Dec 2004 16:01:15 GMT

Holy shit.

There are reasons why I didn't want rumors from school reaching home.

My brother epitomizes all these reasons.

Anyone wanna help me kill him? PLEASE?

School is gonna SUCK today.

At least people don't think I'm gay anymore.

Sun, 21 Nov 2004 16:25:38 GMT

I said it before, I'll say it again:

Life sucks then you die.

Okay. I experienced the "life sucks" part. Have been experiencing it since April at least. Can I die now? Please?

Or at least kill my brother.

Mon, 15 Nov 2004 03:23:51 GMT

Life sucks then you die.

That's my new motto.

Good news: fan club disappeared (thank GOD!)
Bad news: ... fuckers screwed around with my locker and shit. I didn't have time to reorganize at all this week and now I can't find anything.

In other news, Seigaku won. It can't get any better than that.

But, really. Life sucks then you die.

I like this existentialist view.

If it weren't for Seigaku beating Rikkai or the disintegration of that stupid ass fanclub, yeah, my week would have completely sucked.

Because guess who got kicked out of school and is living with us again? Oh yes, my oh so beloved big brother.

[I hate my life]

Sat, 30 Oct 2004 12:50:35 GMT

... "more members than 'Ryoma-sama'?"

...........

Oh hell no.

[[I... canNOT let this get to my head; I can't AFFORD it. Man, how am I ever gonna get a girlfriend now?!]]

Bitch, you're really not helping much.

Wed, 27 Oct 2004 17:06:17 GMT

This is just getting fucking ridiculous.

~~help?~~

Mon, 11 Oct 2004 22:37:45 GMT

Hey, it seems like people finally shut up about me. ~~though I still find random notes in my locker sometimes~~ Last time I believe any rumors.

I mean that.

I have to ask, though: what the HELL is wrong with our school?! Honestly, now. You people are TOO BORED.

[[So, Monkey Boy's the target of the rumors now... this is going to sound weird and wrong, but I feel sorry for the kid. As annoying as he is--moreso than what's-her-face, which is quite an accomplishment--no one deserves that. Thankfully for the kid there are at least two other second years who know that Monkey Boy isn't gay, and that's cuz of the whole thing with me. They only teased me. And they knew when to shut up before I committed a double homicide.

Eh, at least Hayashi and Ikeda have shut up about ME. Kind of. Ikeda came over during yesterday and, uh, we took the plunge and read the names on all the notes. Thirty anonymous but by the handwriting they were definitely by BOYS, according to Ikeda, and twelve had names, which were all boy names. I'm avoiding the people who have those names. Luckily none of them are in my class--I hope by now all my classmates believe me when I say I'm not gay--and none from the tennis club. Avoiding won't be that bad. If they were so bold NOT to leave anonymous notes... I fear what they might do if I come across them.

... can't be worse than what happened this weekend, but I don't want to relive it.

As for the other notes I'm still getting, I hid them from my friends and classmates and I'll at least read the names if any or find someone whose good at interpreting handwriting, someone whose name is not Ikeda, and if it's a boy... time to utilize my father's paper shredder he left at home.]]

Mon, 04 Oct 2004 13:10:36 GMT

I hate my friends.

At least they didn't read any of the notes. Yet. -_-

[[I like Ikeda's logic for even keeping them all--there's a chance one of them might be from a girl. But Hayashi, damn him, has a point. With these rumors floating around, and with the insanity that is our school's girls, we all DOUBT it. So WHY are we keeping them?!?!

I don't know if I should be relieved or worried they're all being kept at Ikeda's.]]

My weekend sucked.