*hugs* the job hunt is no fun, but if you're already miserable...well, you should update your resume once in a while anyway. And hey, you're young an adventurous! maybe now is time to make a go of it on your own, while we're all here to support you with tree and bandana porn.
Lemme just tell you that it can't be any less fun than trying to get certified to teach in PA. Cause PA is freaking insane.
I have no inui/kaidoh handy, but have a cookie:
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"See ya!" Kazuhiro gives Kobayashi a last smirk and a little wave with his fingers, then saunters off down the hall, leaving Kobayashi staring after him with a dangling jaw and a body humming from the drive-by groping. He looks down at his hands and tosses the crumpled flier for the Go club aside with a sneer.
"Aw, he likes you!" Misaki says, appearing at Kobayashi's side to hand him the last few of his papers.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Kobayashi scowls down at the first page of his essay, which now has a big sneakerprint on it.
"You know," Misaki waves a hand as they start down the hall to their class, Kobayashi glancing from side to side in case of further assault, "like in elementary school, when you yank on a girl's pigtails to get her attention."
"That how you got that?" Kobayashi looks pointedly at the bruise across Misaki's cheekbone. "Tachiki yanking your pigtails?"
"Shut up." Misaki makes a face and pushes Kobayashi into the classroom.
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Lemme just tell you that it can't be any less fun than trying to get certified to teach in PA. Cause PA is freaking insane.
I have no inui/kaidoh handy, but have a cookie:
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"See ya!" Kazuhiro gives Kobayashi a last smirk and a little wave with his fingers, then saunters off down the hall, leaving Kobayashi staring after him with a dangling jaw and a body humming from the drive-by groping. He looks down at his hands and tosses the crumpled flier for the Go club aside with a sneer.
"Aw, he likes you!" Misaki says, appearing at Kobayashi's side to hand him the last few of his papers.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Kobayashi scowls down at the first page of his essay, which now has a big sneakerprint on it.
"You know," Misaki waves a hand as they start down the hall to their class, Kobayashi glancing from side to side in case of further assault, "like in elementary school, when you yank on a girl's pigtails to get her attention."
"That how you got that?" Kobayashi looks pointedly at the bruise across Misaki's cheekbone. "Tachiki yanking your pigtails?"
"Shut up." Misaki makes a face and pushes Kobayashi into the classroom.