I checked on my uh... status, at the moment. I've only gathered enough to pay about 4% of my debt. I'm beginning to think I sold my soul to Suzuran. At this rate, I'll be living in the school basement until a become a cloud of dust and I'll become some kind of ghost story the students will tell first years to scare them.

    I don't think I should surf the school blogs anymore. I see some things that are a little bit creepy that maybe I shouldn't see at all. Yeah... I think that's a good idea. I'll just look at the teacher blogs... it's too weird knowing about the student's lives. Way too strange. I don't think I can ever look at them the same again.

    Culture Day was HELL.

    I went around, picking up things here and there during the day, but once everyone was gone the whole place was trashed! Seriously? I'm not getting paid enough for this job. Dammit.

    Normal days are fairly good though, maybe it's because I go around watching everyone at lunch and make sure they don't drop so much as a pea on the ground.

    I heard the librarian went missing. I wonder if I hurt his feelings...

Eh, he'll turn up some day. There's something going on with him and that English teacher.

    Looks like I finally found a place that would actually hire me. I guess they would have no problem with it. There isn't much money worth stealing... nor is there much to do. On top of that, my job is keeping the damn place clean. These kids better make a habit of taking their trash to where it belongs... I can't believe this is what I've been reduced to.

    Since this is a public journal and everyone at Suzuran seems to have one of these I might as well introduce myself now. I'm Faye Valentine, the new janitor cleaning lady. Clean up after yourself and we'll get along just fine. Any of the other teachers ever feel up to a game of poker or something, talk to me and I can set something up. I have a feeling I'll be getting bored around here, especially when I think of the things I used to do. Anyways...  I'm serious, if I see you leaving litter around the place, you'll be hearing from me.