...Matsuda-San is a CUNT.

...my past theory about being able to write an entire book consiting of nothing aside from my stay here at Malikha has been supported-- not yet proved, but more so supported than before. I'm still not planning on creating this actual text, as I'm not sure what use it would offer to the world, but if I were, ah...writing for pure interest, I think on campus stabbings are somewhat interesting.

I am determined to learn how to cook before this weekend, around Saturday, perhaps. It can't be all that hard, not for someone like myself, and after all, I'm employed at a university for the arts, including culinary arts-- I could always drop in on a class tomorrow or Friday if necessary.



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Well, Light-Kun, it looks as though you were right, as usual. I really did enjoy our date yesterday, and everything was planned out perfectly on your part-- I'd almost go as far to say that the entire day was flawless. ...it's interesting how fast I forgot we're not classmates anymore.



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I was notified this morning about the results of last week's auctions, and, surprisingly enough, I was "bought", even though I was coincidently absent from my own. ...well, that, honestly, was unexpected. I'm either losing my touch and skills of deduction, or this school is extremely desperate to set up people, whether they wish to be paired up and shipped off on the ark or not. Anyway, I wouldn't have even bothered reading the winning auction list if it wouldn't have been accompanied by a letter from Light-Kun (attached to a box of tea cookies, that I suspect he made himself). His message was short enough, just telling me that I should contact him sometime this weekend, as this is a matter we obviously shouldn't be discussing in class...actually, I'm not sure I should even be discussing it here, but seeing as it's Malikha's fault for setting me up with a student, I feel no shame in doing so.

...I will, then, be going out on a-..."date" with Yagami Light this weekend.

I've went from politely declinging sweets to fearing anything that Axel-Kun and Roxas-Kun could possibly cook-- more so Axel-Kun, I think, but you never know, really, I could be falling into some kind of diabolical trap dreamt up by both of them. ...I'm kidding of course... ...aren't I? ...anyway, Light-Kun, before I forget, it'll most likely be some time from now, but we've been invited to dinner. I'll probably end up speaking to you about it later, of course, but since you're away this weekend, I thought I'd leave you a message.

I find that I'm feeling much better with this week coming to an end. I think I may have just fallen into a rut the last few days there, but, yes, everything's going smoothly thus far, and I can only hope next week I stay on this course.

As much as I truly dislike documenting anything, I think I could write a book about my stay at Malikha University. ...I'm not going to try and write a book, but I'm sure I could if I were still inclined by the time I leave here. I wonder what it is about this school that's caught my attention like so? I've attended quite a few educational institutes in my recent years, and I've never been remotely interested in any of their on goings. In fact, I've never been interested in any student lives, even when they were my peers, aside from the occasional few people, such as Yagami Light. ...I suppose I'm beginning to actually get to know my students, and care about their well-beings...

I've really no time to dwell on this, but to prove my point, I'm off to fulfill a few promises I've made, to students, none-the-less.

How very convenient of the school for rescheduling and changing around my class times just to make sure the competitions can go on uninterrupted. After all, single's auctions are far more important than education, especially at a university.

...I'm being-...sour, I know. If you please, don't point this out, though, I'm feeling bad enough.

...

For some reason, my friends page is inaccessible...

Odd.



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In two hours and thirty-four minutes I will be expected to attend today's competition. I'm not particularly thrilled, but I think it's just better if I view this as a learning experience. ...may I never repeat it again.



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We would like to thank you L Ryuuzaki for helping make the first week here at the Malikha University for the Arts run smoothly! Each staff member and student has been doing their part to ensure success in the upcoming school year, and as this week draws to an end, we'd just like to show our appreciation for your efforts. Let's hope we can maintain this attitude all year! Good luck!!

A note from the Admissions office, those students who have not yet returned their health care forms need to...etc, etc.

A note about proper attire: Though the dress code isn't exactly strict, students at Malikha are expected..., etc, etc.

Finally, we of the student council are proud to announce the bi-monthly Malikha Arts competitions!

...what?

Malikha Arts will be holding certain contests that will determine each student's rank in school. Sign-up sheets and waver forms can be found on the main lobby bulletin-board and we hope to hear back from you! Also, we've finally worked out the details regarding the bachelors show, and this will take place on Sunday! It's not too late to sign up, so we hope some of you young men will consider it! Staff are required to attend.

...I obviously missed something when I took the teaching job here-- competitions and dating shows? Staff required to attend? ...I-......that's something. Staff aren't required to participate, are they?

It's Friday, April thirteenth, and-...none of you Americans are hauled up in your dorms, sitting in a salt circle, fearing for your lives...well, maybe you are, but I haven't heard anyone mention today's date aside from myself, and I was expecting a lot more hysteria, or at least some recognition. For being such a widely Christian country, you're really not up on your superstitious holidays... Though, I'm sure more people would recognize today's date if the Boogeyman were to come out and deliever presents...

What exactly is it that possess a group of under-aged teenagers to drink in a very public place, and then makes them go and tell other people about it in a very public journal? I suppose that's just the mentality of all youth, but still, you would think that somewhere in their minds they'd realize that that's not the best course of action-- you'd think they'd realize that sooner or later they'd be found out by a staff member, such as myself, and be turned in, but-...no, lucky for said group of teenagers (who were just outside of my room last night, carrying on) I am not the kind of person that would report them...

Mm...you know, I was never like that when I was their age. Actually, I don't believe I've ever drank anything stronger than an Irish Coffee Liquor my entire life...



EDIT:// Teenagers like to argue with their elders lots. It's amusing, in a pathetic alternate point of view sort of sense.

...someone left me a large basket of assorted chocolates outside my door last night. I'm not exactly sure who yet, but I have my ideas... Rayne-Chan was supposed to come over sometime today with a few things, so the chance of this giant basket being from her is probably less than 10%, for I just left her a message this morning saying that I would appreciate her stopping by (and feel free to do so anytime today, Rayne-Chan, if you still are considering doing so.) No, I seriously doubt this was hers, plus, there were a few things in this basket that weren't just your average chocolates...they were made from chocolate, yes, but they're-...they're things I wont discuss in mixed company.

Happy Easter to those of you who celebrate-- to those of you who don't-...enjoy the rest of your vacation.

Tomorrow would be Easter Sunday, and I find that I'm not quite brave enough to venture out to Taralyn's Tea and Cakes again until after this holiday is over. Though as strangely amusing as random men in rabbit costumes are, I find that I can live without the affection of them (unless they are carrying candy.)

My first class is Monday morning at 8:30, which means if I were to make any after Easter candy sales, I would have to do so in the early AM. It's really not a problem considering I hardly sleep, but I don't like to venture out in the night time hours. ...I somehow don't suppose I could convince Headmaster Marluxia to approve of a class trip to the local grocery store on my first day, either.

It is at times like these that I truly miss Watari. He was always on call when I needed various sweets and such (though I appreciate those of you who have offered me these things. Thank you.)

Easter is so widely recognized in the United States-...I knew this, but somehow I wasn't expecting to be attacked greeted by a six foot tall, pink rabbit on my way into the local tea shop. I didn't enjoy it very much. Apparently I must look much younger than I am, because the large creature grasped me into a hug and ruffled my hair, yelling something along the lines of "Have a 'hoppy' Easter!"

Physical affection-...hm-...no-...no, it would have been much more appreciated if this large rabbit would have been made out of chocolate. Or at least covered in chocolate, because I think that I would innate physical affection myself if he were.

My third day with this new blog and seven people added to my list. Hm...such a number already? I'm beginning to wonder how many students and staff members keep one of these journals-- I could find out easily, of course, but I don't see a reason to pry and waste time shifting through things-- I'm having a hard enough time trying to update my own, being completely unaccustomed to sharing my thoughts and feelings.

I messed around with my general journal scheme, but I'm not quite sure I'm happy with it. I'll have to work on this, along with my tendency to neglect writing down/typing things...

Malikha is turning out to be a fascinating school. It's the only school I've ever been to that contained a division for Culinary Arts. Culinary Arts is probably one of the best program the university is offering. I'm not really interested in cooking myself, though, I never learned, and I don't really want too-- but, the fact still remains, with this program being offered here, baking is going on, and where there is baking there are various candy-things to be judged. ...I don't think I've ever been happier about what school I'm attending (or teaching, in this case.) Xigbar-San, instructor of said course, is going to leave me sweets, which makes my first few days here a lot more easy-going.

I've had this online journal-..."blog" for-- Twenty-one hours, fifty-five minutes, and eighteen seconds, and I've already had three people "add" me even though I haven't updated in this time period. I'm going to assume they're all students or people somewhat related to the University I'm currently residing, because I've somewhat heard the rumors going around about me and the fact that I just appeared, so to say, at the school's doorstep. Curiosity is normal, I don't blame them.

Or maybe I'm just flattering myself.

Either way, I hate giving out personal information, but when keeping a journal, I don't see a way to get around it. Basically, there's nothing more to know other than the fact that I'm a Japanese student with a hand full of majors. This is my first time in the United States, and my first real teaching job. ...and I don't like socks.

Chances are I'll be seeing more of all of you. I look forward to it.