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I think I'm gonna hidy away again. Cain Everything is getting scary overwhelming.

[ ooc: Short hiatus, I think. I can get on for short amounts of time, but no AIM for a few days. ]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Pink Thing.

Sorry for it being belated but I've been quite the busy bee lately.

For ONE, I am teaching myself to build tables. It seemed like a worthy endeavor, and it really is. I could not feel more fulfilled. Unfortunately, I still have a ways to go until I perfect my skill, so I'm going to go into temporary seclusion.

Which does NOT mean that Neji may sneak into the Main House home and use my cleaner shower. Or that the babies/toddlers/whatthefuckever should have a life-changing event occur in my absence.

Okay. Thank you. Bye.

THIS IS REALLY NOT FAIR.

NOT FAIR IN THE SLIGHTEST.

At least Cain is sweet and squishy and allows me to hug her. That makes up for my complete lack of baby-ness.

Maybe I can steal one.

With all these babies around, no one better make the noise that makes me kill babies.

O__O

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TENTEN.

*throws confetti*

Any enemies you wish for me to rip to pieces? I don't really need money anymore when I can scare people away from food and take it, so I don't have anything to get you with. You don't seem the type to want stolen goods, though...

I hate everything.

ARGH.

*bites things*

EDIT: Fuckin' curse seal.

[ ooc: >.> I refuse to be the only closet Gargoyle fan out there! ]

Life hasn't been particularly interesting. Nope. Not at all.

I mean, only the usual closet visits and putting shit into the soups cooking for Daddy.

And Neji's started to become violent. Just the other day, he nudged me. Harassment. Gods, that branch house doesn't know it's place anymore. I need to teach 'em a lesson when I'm leader. Fortunately for him, I'm not a violent person. I'll only steal his hair products.

... Nii-san and I are getting married...I think? I am never sure...

SO MANY STUPID WEDDINGS. *dies*

( What Hina-mun does instead of studying )

Someone knocked me out and locked me in a closet for a couple of days. And they gave me cookies and...mysterious substances...Maybe I've only got a certain amount of time left to live. I'm kind of scared...

Naru-chan and Nii-san aren't getting married.? *is so lost* DAMN YOU KIDNAPPER FROM HELL!

And TenTen is getting close to Nii-san? He's SUCH an asshole, and there are better fucks, so TenTen, don't go for it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHINO!!! *hugskisseshumpsmolests*

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I missed the onsen T__T I knew this getting in touch with my inner self business was a bad idea. But...I can't give up yet. Not now, when I'm so close to enlightenment.

Rules of Spiritual Training
1. No sex [this does not include anal, masturbation or any forms on non-penetration]
2. No angst battles. Patience, Neji, patience.
3. No stealing. Pies left on windowsills, jewelry left in the boxes, forbidden jutsus left unread.
4. Three hours a day of sleep meditation.
5. Gain ten pounds.
6. Lose fifteen due to rigorous training.
7. Walk around naked to familiarize self with body.

I shall be a different person after this week. And I will have a thinner figure *pose*

I hear Temari and Choji are going to be fighting a death match. In peanut butter. Forgive me for being completely confounded as to why they're fighting over...Shikamaru...of all people. And in peanut butter. I'm not going near either of you for at least three days after this fight, mind. I hate peanut butter. But I still want to watch. <3

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Father is making me cook, and clean, and wash, and make clothes and ... oh god, I think I'm going to break down. Mice are talking to me, that's how weird it's gotten. I'm the heiress to the goddamn Hyuuga name for Chrissakes!

Can someone lend me some kunai? I've run out of them. They're all sticking out of those birds outside my window. They wouldn't stop singing! And that dog is looking at me like it wants me to feed it. Please. That's the Branch House's job.