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Friday, January 26, 2007


YO... what's up?
I'm so tired... really tired... really really really tired...

I had a total blast on my youth group’s retreat… (aside for the fact that something in the Ozarks screwed with my allergies and made the first half of this week miserable)… it was fun!!! We went horse-back riding and my horse kept trying to bite my foot!!!! *glares at horse* I unofficially won the award for hard core hiker. I have these open heel boots that I constantly wear. Well, I went hiking up to a cave in them. And the terrain was defiantly not for non-tennis shoes. And to make things harder, the ground was wet. But, I endured the hike to the cave, in the cave, out the cave, and back to our cabin. ^-^ I’m so awesome!! I had fun and I was completely covered in mud when I got back!! *grin*

Naruto Story...
I knocked on the door to Kanim’s house. A middle aged woman with long red hair answered the door.
“Oh! You are Kamija! Kamim’s sensei! Come in!”
I slipped off my sandals then stepped into the house. I immediately noticed Kamin on the couch playing a game. I glared at him until he looked up. He shrank in his seat when he saw me. I turned towards his mother and smiled at her.
“Mrs. Inuzuka, may I speak with Kanim?”
“Oh, yes! you may! Do you wish for me to leave?”
“Oh, no… I think you should hear this.”
Kanim visibly gulped. Mrs. Inuzuka sat down at the seriousness of my voice and the guilt written all over her son’s face.
“So… Kanim. Where were you supposed to be today?”
“Training.”
“ So where were you when I started training?”
“Here.”
“Why?”
“You didn’t show up on time!”
“I didn’t show up on time. Did I say what time I would show up? NO. I told you guys to be at the training field at 7:30 am. I never said when I would show up. Did the message tell you to leave when you felt like it? No. So why did you leave?”
”umm…”
He looked at the floor, apparently scared and upset. Mrs. Inuzuka’s face was red with anger. She looked over at me
“Kamija, do you mind if I say something to my son? You can stay.”
“Be my guest.”
I covered my ears as she began to yell at Kanim.

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