So, selling jerky is not easy to do. Our teacher tells us to sell jerky, but the jerky we are asked to sell, she wants to sell for $2 a small package. No one wants to buy jerky for two dollars. Especially when you get .8 oz. It is barely worth it. So who gets to eat the jerky? Me. I also get to pay close to $70 for my thirty-odd bags of jerky. I have sold three bags. I ate...around...ten...of...them.... I have to buy them all anyway!
Anywho. Getting off the depressing topic of failed fundraisers, I am making excellent headway in my fan fictions. I have gotten a few chapters into my Iris Petals. I am hitting to the almost end of the arc. I might have a couple more chapters before I am back in Konohagakure. And I started a new fiction, Wandering Romance Unwavering. I am really excited about this one. It is about Lily and James, from Harry Potter. I love them so much. I am really happy with this story.
And as I am typing this, I am uncomfortably aware of the fact that I have homework due tomorrow. So I am hitting the virtual road and signing off.
Sayonara!
