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 Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 5:19 pm
This is something that I would thought would be interesting, since in the RP... Yomiko has a journal that she has kept for most of her lifetime as a shinigami, starting from her first day in the academy up to now. So, I what I am doing is making, or trying, to make every entry... starting with the first one. =D
Think of it as a little project, and enjoy!
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 5:28 pm
The First Day & Entry, wow. :: April 15
I don't know why I decided to start writing in this book now, even though I have had it since... Well, I don't know how long I have had this thing. I remember grand-pappa giving it to me, saying to document my days or something. At the time, I did not understand what he meant by that. I just thought this thing was just something that he didn't want and just gave to me. I hate to say it, but I am sort of glad that he gave this to me. While I was at school today, I thought it would be good to document these rare days, so if I finally become a shinigami or maybe even a Captain of the Gotei 13... I can look back at these entries and laugh...
I'll probably be looking like: OH MY GOD. I can't believe that I actually wrote something like that.
Yeah, That's what I want... if I survive long enough, that is...
Ugh, I really shouldn't be thinking about stuff like that. It'll lead me to giving up this dream that I have... ugh...
Anyway, on a brighter note. Today was my first day at the Shino-Reijutsuin. I was so excited! It was... wow. I don't even know how to describe the place. It was just so.... magnificent..? Can I really use that word to describe that place? Maybe... Grand? No... That sounds crackish. Let's just say it's indescribable. That's what we can call that place. I felt so free there--- Well, I might want to retract that. All day I had the royal servants with me. It was annoying. I couldn't do anything and no one could even speak to me. I really need to talk to Grand-pappa about that. I know the only reason why they were there with me was because I just recovered from one of my annual sick spells. I know Grand-pappa is only trying to look out for me, but I-- I just want to be a normal child. In reality, I hate being pampered like this sometimes. I feel like I am caged, and can't do anything about it. My older and younger brothers have more freedom than me. WAYYY more freedom and they are supposed to be one of the 'elite' of the family... and well, me... I'm the 'Black Sheep'. I'm the one that has to stay hidden... and all because I am sick and frail.
Basically, they think I am in poor health and could drop dead any minute....
.... and they constantly remind me of that on a daily basis....
It's really discouraging...
Mmmm.... Grand-pappa just summoned me. I guess... I'll be writing in this thingy later?
.... I highly doubt it, since once I start something... I rarely finish it....
--- Y.L.S.S.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 6:56 pm
The Second Day & The Cane :: April 17
I am surprised that I am actually trying to write in this book once more. I've been ignoring this feeling to write in this thing for like, two whole days. I don't know but I think Grand-pappa put some kind of newfangled spell on this thing or something. Like: "YESS! MAKE YOMI-CHAN WRITE IN THE BOOKLET SO I CAN KNOW MY GRANDDAUGHTERS' DEEP AND DARKEST SECRETS! OOHHH!!!" WELL! If Grandpappa did plot something like that, I just want to say: HAHAHAHAA! YOU CAN'T FOOL ME, NOW! I HAVE CAUGHT YOUR TRAP...thingy...
Seriously, I don't understand why Grand-pappa would do such a thing. I practically tell him everything that is on my mind. I know I am just letting my imagination run wild from the sudden events that has been happening. Man, I need some friends... Maybe this... book will be my friend?
Haha. The Black Sheep needs a friend. I've always wanted a friend, but my status has prevented me from finding that ideal friend. I think my ideal friend would be like grand-pappa, but only more younger. Like, WAYYYY younger. Hahaha. I wouldn't mind if they were of noble birth, even though I tend to stay far from that type. Every person whom I have encountered with in equal status seemed all the same. It was just bothersome. I feel that my Grand-pappa is different, like me. He doesn't mind getting his hands dirty or doing something without the royal servants and whatnot following him. He isn't afraid to voice his opinions about things. But seriously, I just want to find someone with some depth to them? Get what I am trying to say?
I highly doubt that, but still...
this.., writing in this thing makes me feel a bit better...
Which is odd. Who knew writing down your feelings and thoughts in something like this would make you feel...
...like this?
Let me get off the subject about friends and write about what I really wanted to... think about... My second and third days of school...
So, when I stopped writing in this journal the last time, and my Grand-pappa had summoned me. He obviously wanted to know how my first day went and I told him. I casually brought up the subject about the royal guardsmen and how I didn't feel right about them being there with me. He went on to explaining about how it was necessary because of my state of health and how I can just faint any moment. It wasn't as if I heard any of that before, I just told him that I didn't want to seem odd. I told him that I was old enough to take care of myself in that kind of environment, just like my older brother... Tsume, was.
And that is how my second day started. I entered the school without the royal guard with me. Instead of the royal guard, my grandfather insisted that I have a cane with me. A cane? At the time, I just didn't understand why he wanted me to have a cane. A walking stick. A kid my age does not walk around with a cane. In my classes, the cane gave me alot of attention, which I loathed. I didn't want people to know I was sickly, but today they just happen to notice. Asking me if I needed assistance or not. I even had some guy carry me to my freaking class, which was weird. The only reason why they were doing that because I was of noble descent. I know it had nothing to do with me being sick. They are only treating me on accord of my last name and not who I am really am... and it's sickening. My third day was the same as well.
I think I should change my family name. Yeah... When I get older, probably. I think it would be the best.
--- Y.L.S.S.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 10:49 pm
Almost one year later = Extended Leave = Torture :: May 2
I can't believe it was one full year, or almost, since I last wrote in this book. Let me just say this....
This whole entire year was a year from hell.
End of story.
P.S. I hate school. I hope Grand-pappa doesn't force me to go back for another year. Oh. I made a new friend. Well, my only friend... really. Her name is Michiko Saruwatari. She's really, I really admire her. Sometimes I wish I could be like her. She doesn't get picked on and she is very well known. In higher classes and whatnot. Even though she isn't nobility, she seems to have everything she wants. I want to be like her or even greater, but with everything that is going on in school... that's not going to happen. I get picked on so much, it's not even funny. I got jumped once or twice all because I was the only noble in all my classes. This past year was painful and I hope this new year, since I started a new term, would go better. If not, I'm going to ask Grand-Pappa to take me out. I don't want to give up, but what is the whole point?
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 9:05 am
So... I have a tutor, right... :: May 15
HAHAHAHAHA. I have a tutor, he's this guy named Fuyu. This caught me by surprise, really since Fuyu Arashi is one of those guys that... everyone seems to admire. Like, one of those popular guys. It's a bit, unnerving. Because he was just a popular kid. I don't like the popular kids, not at all. They were so high up on their pedestal, it was sickening, really. Everyone expects me to be like that since I'm a noblewoman and all, but I'm not. I guess he is, though. So, when I heard the news that he was going to be my new Kidou tutor, I instantly got scared. Today, I tried to skip out first tutoring session and go to the nurse, making up a fake story that I was 'sick'. Usually, it works but not this time... the nurse sent me out before I could fully explain myself.
So as I trudged myself down the hall, I was just idly poking stuff with my cane. I had nothing better to do and I was trying to find another way to skip the tutoring session. Everyone in the hallway seemed to have something to do, since it was 'technically' after school hours. I didn't live in the dorms like I wanted to. I couldn't. My grandpappa wouldn't even allow me to do that. I mean, I am glad he allowed me to tend this school--- well, I was glad that he allowed me to, now I am just dreading this experience altogether. Going to this school was like a double-edged sword. It allowed me freedom from the family and it gave me unwanted torture.
So as I walked down the hallway, I bumped into HIM.
HIM as in Fuyu Arashi, my new kidou tutor. My heart stopped and I froze in terror. I seen him around the school before but-- he just looked simply, for the lack of a better term, amazing. Beautiful? Can I really describe him as that? When someone uses the term 'beautiful', it usually applies to an effeminate object... so I can't particularly call him that. Well, anyway. But anyway, as soon as he spoke, I ran as fast as I could away from him. He wasn't going to be my tutor. I was determined for him not to be my tutor. I literally ran around the school, finding hiding places from him but somehow, he always managed to find me. Along with being beautiful, he was one creepy guy. He either had teleportation powers or it was my cane giving me away. That is just freaky.
But in the end, I had to give up. He literally dragged me to the tutoring session....
His tutoring just sucks. I have to come up with another way to go straight home tomorrow. Ugh.
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