As of December 26th, 2009. I truly regret a single thing.

Oh god, I wish I could take it back. I didn't mean for it to become like this. Dear lord... I wanted some of the memories out of my life, but I didn't want her to disappear completely! I... I was an asshole, I was the hypocrite. I keep complaining about proud people who never admit that they're wrong, and I let my own ego and pride get in my way.

I may have been the nice guy in the relationship, but at the end of it, it was me who was the asshole. Not her. Never her. I was the bastard. Oh god, why did I do it? Yet, I know. I let my anger, my depression get the better of me, and I made myself to be a total asshole.

I don't want her to take me back. All I want is her forgiveness, which she probably won't give. I deserve it. I returned most of the notes that she gave me. I returned the hearts which she spent so much time folding. I returned them all back to her.

I'm a total jackass. And she's not giving me the chance to let me apologise. She has every right to do that. She's blocked me off msn, I probably deserve that too. All I can do is probably wait for PJ to help me ask. God... Why did I do it.

Words of Wisdom from someone whom I have considered to be a relatively great friend.

[20:11] <@jola> [19:47] <@Ward_Point> but you still have ways to go... as do I <-- Everyone has a way togo as far as this wise-ass-and-affiliated-crap is concerned. Age doesn't demarcate wisdom. Rather, it's whatyou want to do with your life. What you want to do might not be the right thing; treat life as a bladder full ofurine -- some people just choose to piss their life away.

[20:13] <@jola> The good thing about it though is that you can always make more urine. Sometimes(thismight apply to the issue at hand), a second chance is what you really need, cause only then you'll know totreasure it wholeheartedly and never make the same mistake again. Ever.

[20:17] <@jola> So.. if life gives you lemons, you take the zzap out of the lemon juice and use it to build asuper-lemon-zzapper gun to zzap lemons subsequently thrown at you. And the thing is, each zzapped lemonhas its essence -- er, zzap taken out of it and transferred to your gun. So you grow stronger. To cut this lohsoh nonsense, cheer up and get over it.

Words of wisdom from a guy who's only 15. The Internet is full of surprises. Go take KI in JC, Jola. They'll love you.

Hope of the day: Essentially, what the above says. I hope everyone will step up to any challenge that comes up to them and stay strong.

Changeling...

What type of Fae are you?

Lol!

What kind of girls would you like, Shunsui?

“What kind of girls do YOU like, Shunsui?”

“Girls with freedom in their eyes.”

It’s not a direct quote, since I can’t remember the exact page where I read this from. Credits for this goes to the author of Second Manuscript. Go check it out on my links! It rocks!

But I was talking to her recently, and the fire I remembered is gone. She laughs, like anyone else, but there’s no more freedom left in her eyes. She’s resigned to things that come her way.

People change, whether you like it or not. ZJ, you definitely think a lot more than you let on. Tell me why you didn't take KI again? Common sense FTW!!

Maybe it's just be trying to comfort myself, but I don't think she’s the girl I fell in love with any more. Maybe… I’ll get over her more easily. Maybe it's just me deluding myself. Well... whatever goes, right? Heh.

It seems that SAJC teachers really understand a lot more than they let on. Did Ms Yeo tell her anything? I dunno. But Miss Wong seems to sense some frustration underneath... Ms Yeo probably told her about me being rather depressed, so I could understand the first part...

I'm good natured? Uh huh... I don't really think so... or is it maybe that I don't want to admit it? I never liked holding grudges, that's for sure... But maybe I've forgiven her for just dumping me just like that? We haven't talked, but I really hope we can talk after my A's. I've looked our entire relationship over, and it seems that for the last week of our relationship or so, she was the one avoiding like plague.

Miss Wong seems to tell me to let my heart guide my actions. Maybe my heart is telling me to move on. No, actually, that's what my head is telling me. But if so many people are telling me that, the Law of Large Numbers dictates that they have a point.

Thanks, ZJ. When I asked you, "Why do we work so hard?" I never expected you to answer "So that we don't regret it." Everyone keeps telling us to work hard, then list a huge list of material things... We don't work hard for material things... At least, I don't want to. I want to work hard because I don't want to regret wasted chances. At least, if you know that you've tried your best, you'll be happy and content. Being happy and content is what really matters, not just having everything you could ask for. Money can buy anything materialistic, it can assist you in finding happiness, but true happiness can be found without the money...

Maybe that's just my naive innocence speaking. But I really want to believe that. Being cynical and sarcastic about life will make life uber-depressing. Life already sucks, and that's why I laugh at the small things. After all, if you don't laugh at the small things, life is seriously going to suck.

We really need to get working on that Bleach Character quiz, you know? Right, Captain Kyoraku? You are SO him, ZJ. I'm still undecided between Rukia and Shinji, though. Who fits me better? Maybe Shinji? Who hides all that he feels behind a mask of total deadpan "My first love"...? Heh. Maybe I hide behind a different kind of mask, though.

One last thing, a few weeks back, I was particularly depressed. So I took a long, slow walk down to tuition. I stopped to cross the road, happening to look down. At that same moment, I thought. "C'mon, Nic. Life isn't so bad. You've still got Vic, ZJ and ZH to talk to. There are tons of new experiences waiting." Then I saw this shiny new $1 coin on the road.

Heh, maybe someone up there has a sense of humour. Christians call it fate, but I would like to believe in a more... "humanised?" God? Maybe he's laughing at the practical joke that he made, as I try to figure out what it meant? That's an interesting thought *Laughs*

I don't agree with everything the Christians say in the Bible, but I believe that there IS a God which represents all that is good. Of course, one must always give thanks for the small things in life which make it so fulfilling.

Here's the Hope of the Day:

1) Here’s a toast, a toast to life, and despite how crappy it might be, let’s not be too cynical about it.
2) I Hope that in whatever we do, we work hard not because of the reward waiting at the end, but because we don't want to regret it. Maybe this is a paradox... But it's a paradox of the sort that I want to believe the better part of it.

And you still DARE show your face in front of me? You still dare to talk to me? Still dare to ask me why the hell I'm treating you like you don't exist?

I don't think you're even ashamed, are you? You went behind my back, did all those kinds of shit. And I bloody TRUSTED YOU! I trusted you with her! If she hadn't told me, I wouldn't ever have known.

How dare you even get angry with me. How dare you try to attempt to blackmail us just to get a chance?

After what you did in December 2008, neither of us particularly liked you. And after you blackmailed us, neither of us are your friends any longer.

Denise and I are over. If she won't take me back, what makes you think she'll take you? You're just a selfish bastard who thinks that material possessions are everything. None of us asked you to spend the money. In fact, we all asked if we could pay you back.

So you did all that stuff with an ulterior motive in mind, huh?

Go straight to hell, Imran. I never want to see your face again.

July...

It's the end of July.

Five months.

It's been five damned months and I still can't forget.

I hate it. I don't want to feel.

I'm just going through the motions this week.

I guess I'm pretty damned obvious. I walk in with a black face every morning and not expect Ms Yeo to notice? How dumb can I be?

Dad's worried enough about little sis. Mum's working late every day and worrying about me AND little sis because of A's and PSLE. I don't need to give them something else to worry about. So what if I'm depressed. I'd best just get a move on.

WL shouldn't be the on in counseling. He's the one who definitely seems fine. I'm obviously not fine.

I'm being selfish, I know. I'm not affecting my friends. Hmmph. What friends? As I quote from Freddie, "Cook doesn't have friends, just people he knows!" Tim's been practically ignoring me since school reopened. YP and WL try to keep me in the conversations, but sometimes, I'm just not interested.

I talk random stuff with the kids on Saturdays, distracts me for a while. Reminds me of what life was like before I met her.

Sometimes, it's all just a mask that I pull.

I want to forget, dammit. I thought things were fine after Mr Leong gave me that talk. But I woke up at the start of the week thinking. "I'm forgetting something."

Then idiot me just had to look at my calendar to realise exactly what I was forgetting.

I haven't got over her. Every time I walk home, it's the exact same route which she walked with me. Every time in the damned train, I think of how we sat there, laughing happily.

Worse, when I walk past a clothes shop with WL and YP on the way home, I'll just suddenly think that "Hey, she'd like that dress."

Fuck la.

Who is that girl I see? Staring straight, back at me.

I don't know anymore.

Touchy-Feely: Ginny and Harry.

I watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince yesterday! It was funny how characters with near zero screen time suddenly were the main focus in the movie. (Lavender Brown...) I really hope that the role didn't put a dent in her acting, although I thought it was quite exaggerated. Maybe they were staying true to the book, but seriously...

Ginny and Harry were cute, though. I mean seriously, she steps out of the bathroom in nothing but a robe, you two stare at each other like it's nobody's business, then she HELPS YOU TIE YOUR SHOELACE! Well, the timing of the attack sucked, though. I still find it quite interesting how Ginny can get through the fire while the ADULTS, (An Auror, a Werewolf and an experienced Wizard can't get through!) can't. Seriously, are Quidditch Players THAT fast?

Oohh... Hermione Granger was Scary. Yup, Scary with capital "S", if slightly on the PMSing side. One second, she's crying on Harry's shoulder, next moment, she sends birds with razor sharp beaks flying at her supposed love. I mean... Wow. Ron's an idiot, as usual. But I really thought he was doing that name thing in the hospital wing on purpose. But I guess I'll leave that to book Seven to finish up.

Undeniably, the couple that steals the show away is Ginny and Harry. Bonne Wright has definitely matured and grown over the years. (She's taller than Daniel) And while I haven't seen her appearing in clothes as... for lack of a better term, lavish, as Emma Watson, she's filled out pretty well too. They're the cutest couple in the movie, in both their actions (Uncertainty and pure sweetness) and the chemistry. They did a pretty good job. Especially with the cuddling and the hugs, right at the end of the movie.

*Sigh.* I'm jealous. No. Not the making out *Shivers at the thought* (Lavender Brown wasn't that pretty anyway, I sorta expected someone slightly more... elegant.) I'm jealous of the shoulders that they have to cry on. Yes, I know they're not really crying, but their characters are. The days where I could lie on someone's lap and cry are over. Hey, I've said it before, and I'll say it again, I'm the depressed version of the functioning alcoholic. But life waits for no one, and I'd better function faster.

I guess I still do love her. No one forgets their first love, right? I hope I'm recovering, I've crushed on a junior. Lol. Either way, NS comes, and the girlfriends go, besides, it's the A's, and I won't be having much of a life anyway.

If there's one thing I like about the Christians, it's this. They always give thanks, even for the smallest things. I like it, because it reminds me that every small thing that I have, every small blessing will accumulate and eventually make you happy. Right now, I'm just thankful that I do have friends to talk to. (Hey, they're few, but they're real close. Love you, jie.)

I'm no Christian, but I'll give thanks for my closest friends who always lend me an ear when I'm troubled. Even bigger thanks to ZJ when I start talking damned weird and depressed, while he's obviously uncomfortable with it, he puts up with it, simply because he knows I need someone to rant to. Thanks a lot, buddy.

People go through mid-life identity crisis.

I seem to be having a teen-life identity crisis. What am I coming to? Seriously. Every time I look into the mirror, I see this boy staring right back at me. I greet him good morning and I ask. "Who are you?"

That's a question that nobody can answer. If you CAN answer that question... then... You're pretty darn sure of your own identity, aren't you?

Every time I'm troubled and I head to my piano, first piece I automatically start playing is Reflection. The chorus is beautiful. "Who is that girl I see, staring straight, back at me? When will my reflection show, who I am inside."

It's a beautiful piece. The movie version was far better than the album version that Disney released, though. Who am I? Hmmm... I'm just a kid, I suppose. Age is only a number. I'm eighteen, so what?

I've found a pretty cool drama serial called "Skins." Well... It's not what I would usually dabble in, which is action/adventure, romance and childish dreams... But it's about sex, drugs, and life. I think it's a really good series to watch. It's only got 10 Episodes, at about 40 minutes each.

I took one look at the three guys that appeared in the first show, and I thought. "Wow, you can't have three guys who are more different and yet are best friends." We have a crazy bastard who thinks with his dick. (James Cook.) A socially inept genius, (JJ.) and the sensible one who eventually gets sick of saving their asses (Freddie.)

I thought. My God. If Jun Xiang, Teck Guan and me were best friends, (Cue vomiting), we'd probably be exactly like that. (Minus the drugs.)

Nothing really interesting happened. So there's no particular Hope for today. Just a really cool drama called Skins: Season 3. Romance is a part of life, after all. Besides, Effy's really good eye candy when she's not depressed and wearing so much damned eyeliner. (But she's got a great deal of depth to her character too... Manipulative...) Go watch it and see.

Parents, Parents, Parents, what about the kids?

Increasing number of teens getting into relationships. Increasing number of teen sex cases. All of this happening in well developed countries. People ask why, I say, why not.

So what if you’ve got all the material wants possible? I can stretch out my hand and ask for money, and my parents would give it. I have everything that I could possibly want. I’ve got a computer, my own room, a nice handphone. Yes. I don’t need people to remind me that I’m very fortunate.

With all this, why aren’t I doing well in my studies? I’m lazy, yeah. That’s one. Then again… maybe there are other reasons.

From primary school, dad and mum never showed me the unconditional love any more. Instead, it went to what I would term “Result orientated love” Get the good results, and they’ll say “Good job! Come, I buy you something!” Often, parents forget that material goods don’t demonstrate how much you love someone. Of course, teens are fickle minded. Once the material goods stop, they start protesting, why aren’t you buying me stuff if you don’t love me? Well, since I’m talking about the increasing number of teens getting into relationships and the increasing numbers of teen sex, (includes the lower average age that teens have sex too.) I figure that this is one of those main causes.

When was the last time that you parents actually asked your kid about anything OTHER than schoolwork? When was the last time you asked about anything not related to the kid’s results at all? When did you last ask about your kid’s crushes? When did the “Hey, I can tell my parents anything at all” mindset disappear and suddenly become “No, they don’t understand.” Mindset?

With this lack of emotional… satisfaction, perhaps. Is it any wonder that teens try to find love outside their families? Within their family, they may not feel loved at all. Parents may think this is ridiculous, “Of course we love our children!” they say. I have no doubts that every parent loves their children. The only thing I doubt is how parents show that love.

Elders complain that children nowadays don’t go up to their parents and say “I love you.” When did our parents last come up to the kids to say that? When we were kids, they always whispered that into our young little ears before we slept. Now, all grown up, why must that change? At least, in a relationship, if you’re sure that the other party likes you, you get a substitute for love. It’s like asking why teens have sex. I don’t doubt that sex is enjoyable, but more often than not, I really believe that teens have sex because they feel loved when they do the act. They lack their parent’s love, so they look for love outside. And here we go, back to ego dysfunction again.

Do your parents know your favourite colour? Do they know your favourite hobby? Do they know your character at all? My answer to the first two is yes, but the answer to the third question is the most important. If they don’t ask, or interact with you on a far more emotional level as you grow, they’ll never know.

My parents don’t know how much I bury things and emotions deep within myself, and they wonder why I suddenly explode at times. Maybe I’m expecting too much from their “reading” abilities, but they’re my PARENTS. My teachers seem to know me better than my parents, (Which isn’t saying much. But since my teachers know me better than I know myself, that’s saying something.)

I don’t need material goods. I don’t need a new phone. All I want is for you to come over at night while I’m studying, look over my shoulder, pat my head and say “Keep it up.” All I want is for you to come over before I go to sleep, let me lie on your lap for a while as you stroke my head. All I want is just for you to ask me something NOT related to schoolwork.


Hope of the day: For parents to remember that simply meeting the kid's material needs is secondary. Make sure they're emotionally healthy, then you won't need to worry about a pregnant daughter/random girl you don't know.

This post.... I dedicate my gratefulness to a teacher...

I won't mention any names.

This might be a little overdue, but really. Thank you, for talking sense into me and reminding me about the really important times.

In society, males are often expected to not display emotion. It's almost gone to the extent of making males seem like having the emotional range of a teaspoon (I do not apologise for the blatant Harry Potter ripoff.)

I'm... glad that seemingly "social norms" just don't apply to you. Unlike others, you remember that we boys have feelings bubbling just beneath the surface and that you don't exactly seem uncomfortable when we display emotion.

So... really. Thank you.

Ah crap. Mr Leong reads... Well, it doesn't really matter anyway. It's not as if he's going to comment. And simply for saying that, I know you will leave a comment... And you will tease... Ah well. Won't affect me.

Much, I hope.

Gender... I overheard Cass talking to Jo about how she wonders how she should have been a boy. I don't think so. As said earlier in the day, it's simply more "masculine" for men to hide their emotions. Cass would have made a horrible guy in that aspect.

Makes me think, too. Maturity simply cannot be judged by how quiet a person is. For me, at the very least, my parents always judged maturity by how my cousin talks with his brother. He doesn't talk about games, he's always talking with my mum about theatre, english... Otherwise, he'll just remain quiet and keep to himself.

I have nothing against my cousin, but I really wish that they would stop comparing us, though. My parents call me immature because I talk games with his brother. I would admit that I am being immature about the fact that I don't admit that I play too much. But is it immature just to talk about games? I talk with my mum just fine about philosophy and music, and because I prefer to talk alot about everything and anything, unlike my cousin who stays in his seat during a wedding dinner, burying his nose into food and not talking at all, I'm immature.

Personally, I'd call that sociable.

Ah well. I tend to wear my emotions more obviously than most guys, so I probably would be called "feminine." Society exacts its toll upon those who do not conform, I really have to agree with that. I wear my emotions on my face, talk a lot of crap (Should be labeled gossip.) and society exacts its toll upon me. Heh, not that I really care anyway. Just something random, I like Pokemon, call it kiddy for all I care. Just because you idiots are too prejudiced to see the strategy behind the competitive scene, doesn't mean I can't. Besides, I've found good friends who will stick with me through anything because of this that I term "Friendship filter."

Yawn. Did Chem today. Atomic Structure. Mmmm... I'll just hand it up to Ms Du tmr. It's about time I started putting in more effort. What can I say... I'm lazy, have always been.

Bio SPA today sia. Damn panicky. I take the inoculation loop that time, panic until I slam the entire bag of it down onto the table, one big loud CRACK through the entire lab, nearly all the loops break. Ms Yeo just gave me a look, then replaced for me. You know THE look? Yeah... Daryl say I use wrong micropipettes for my stuff. Aiya, heck la. I so panicky, even that damn stretchy film used to seal our petri dishes I also can break it. It's like, freaking stretchy and more solid than blu-tack, but I still manage to totally tear it into half because I panic. Sian.

At least I got all my stupid written stuff done. Heng ah... I don't think I missed out anything, I hope... Meh. End at 12 tomorrow. Stay in school la. If I go home early, mum probably going to nag me again for lousy results.

Haiz... Weeks of chem remedial, all I attend, all I go prepared, all the work I do, still come out one big fat U. Damned sian. Mum always goes, if you put in so much work, then get the results to show for it! Doesn't seem to matter much to me leh... Study or not, also fail. Big, fat, U's.

Finally got my bio prelim papers. Better start doing. Tomorrow chiong Math Binomial worksheet... I think I can finish in time for consultation with Mr Tan on Thursday. *Frown* If I go like that, one topic per subject per week, maybe I can pass everything in BT2... I really hope my Bio for BT1 not too bad lor... Haiz... Mug the entire week for it, still can forget the Photosynthesis part, which side the stalked particles facing...

AND I'm 30 bucks poorer. S19 better hand up class fund tomorrow ah... Or Cassie doesn't get her Climbing money. Hmmph. *Mock pout*

So... Today's hope is mundane, but it's sometimes so difficult...

Hope of the day: To be able to redo my tutorials for one topic per week per subject. By BT2, I should have covered everything, and even be halfway through my IS... I hope.

Gotta remind myself, there's always Hope withing the Darkness. No matter what happens, I've got friends who drop everything, pon CCA, zhao from movie with friends... just to give me a hug or crash for an afternoon just to confide.

Besides... at the very least I know that I can go home to a bed with my favourite pillows to cuddle up in.

Wahhhh… If I don’t answer my phone, please call my HOME next time instead! I tio shock la… Nine o’clock suddenly say, “Nic!! Please buy cake for class tomorrow!” Aiyo…

Anyway, I managed to find some inspiration to write my PR fanfic again… I even managed to get a decent quality post onto Death of an Age today. Read about Nervous System, now I know what action potential actually is. Still have to study during the March Holidays to get everything in. Hmmm… Spam Math and Chemistry this week. Must be disciplined le… Haiz.

Managed to unlock all the Bleach: Dark Souls characters today. Hollow Ichigo takes more damage, but has far better offenses, interesting. Ururu is just too lame… All her attacks involve her bazooka. It’s still weird how Tatsuki can actually beat Kyroraku in the DS. Downright LAME! Kyoraku and Ukitake make a damn good team sia. The computer seems to know how to compliment your moves. Their Ultimate Shikais are both continuous blast of Wind and Electricity respectively, filling the screen. Very nice combination.

My “bro” going Shanghai tomorrow for the next month or so on attachment. So cool… Makes me wonder if I should have gone to poly anot. But still, I love KI, I love Bio. So… I’m not regretting anything, yet. That’s a BIG Yet.

Either way, first two hours of tomorrow will be devoted to math/sleep. Heh.

Must control myself… But still got three days of CCA this week. Sian…

So… Here’s the Hope of the Day.
I hope that my bro will have a safe flight and have fun during his work attachment.

Misc Hopes: I hope never to run down at 9+ just to buy cake ever again.

Heh, was looking through my old Digimon Comics. Takeru's Hope is really pretty darn strong, eh? So... Yup, even in that deep darkness, never ever lose Hope... Awww... This is giving me some ideas to continue that PR fanfic that I stopped writing...

Chemistry all the way ah... So sian. Seriously lor, 6 hours of Chemistry in one entire day? Wa lau. I don't want to touch Chem for the next day or so... Hmmm...

Awww... I've been rambling so much about Rukia and Ichigo, I've neglected all the other cool Bleach characters, haven't I? These two have my top "CUTE" factor! But I really have to say, my favourite character in there is Byakuya Kuchiki.

You might be thinking "WTF!! That GAY FREAK!?!?" Nah... I think he's a lot like me. He tries to show a calm, cold surface to the world when he's just so conflicted inside. To obey the law and kill his sister, or to uphold a vow he made to his late wife? Damn, Rukia. I'm so jealous of your brother.

Well, there are other factors that add him to my "Favourite character" list. Topping that list is his Zanpaktou. C'mon, who can resist a sword that can dissolve into pink flower petals and slash an enemy to bits? You PWN EM ALL SENBONZAKURA!!

I pretty much laughed my ass off when I watched him kill the Seventh Espada. It's almost a classic. The Seventh Espada has a special ability, whatever he marks with his eyes, he gains control over. If he marks your head, you lose control totally.

Soo... Byakuya said, "Bankai: Senbonzakura Kageyoshi." And he releases his Bankai. Then comes THE really, seriously deadpan line.

"You have forty-eight eyes on your body, including the two on your face, you have fifty eyes. Which fifty of my millions of blades do you wish to control?"

Then Byakuya sends his Bankai converging on the Espada and defeats him. That had got to be the most... disappointing battle ever. Seriously, an Espada being killed so easily? Don't even let me get to the Eighth and Ninth Espada, man... The way they was defeated was an insult to the Espada altogether. I like Rukia and all, but that Third Dance thing was just too exagerrated for me.

So yeah, that's anime for today. I'm thinking of making a little animated sig, using Kenpachi. Imagine him bloody, slashes all across his body. He curses. "Damn, I might actually die! You leave me no choice! I shall use my secret weapon!"

His opponent gasps, "Oh no!"

Then he just grins and holds his sword in two hands. *Insert dramatic voice boom and thunder*

"I shall use my... KENDO!!"

Well. That part is an inside joke to Bleach Followers. Go check Zaraki out.

And so... My Special "Hope for the Day." Back to my original theme on a really cool brother like Byakuya, I Hope that everyone who has siblings will love them as much as Byakuya loves Rukia. He may not show in front of her, but to the little kids out there, your elder siblings really do love you even if we don't show it. So, to the elder siblings, show your love a little more often, whether its just helping with homework, or just hanging out, let your siblings know that you care.

Nice picture of Rukia and Ichigo right? I picked that picture because it was titled "Serenity." It's something that I desperately need right now. Sadly, I was never that good at hiding emotions.

So... Yeah. The title of my blog is Hoping and Searching. I'll always be Hoping for everyone that no one who has loved someone else as much as I have loved her will have to go through shit like this. I'm Searching for a way to get back to bachelorhood easily. Heh.

I haven't seen her to return her some stuff that she passed to me... But I know that I'll be keeping the memories. It hurts, and it'll hurt for a long time, two and a half years is difficult to let go. Just wish I had the time to just lie down and cry... Maybe that's one of the few things that I'm good at. Which is bottling everything up and just letting it go through activity.

Jean Claude, while brushing Anita's hair, speaking to Richard they received word that the Harlequin had arrived in St. Louis :"The practicalities of life do not cease to need tending to simply because a catastrophe has occurred."

So yeah... Better study. CY and Vic, thanks for dropping everything just to cheer me up on Friday the 13th. Thanks to ZJ for being willing to come over to my place just for my selfish desire to not step out of the house on Valentine's and Sunday. And of course, to Tim, Joceyln, MW, JY and GHH for the comfort. And of course, my favourite Math teacher for knocking some sense into me. Mr Tan PWNAGE!!

Life has to go on... And besides, life's got a lot more to offer than just one girl... And so I study for Chemistry SPA!!! Better get that A.

Searching:
1) For a background for this thing. I wanna make the background a nice, sweet picture of Ichigo and Rukia!
2) A program to help me crop pictures to very specific dimensions, (176x18) because I wanna make a Ichigo/Rukia theme for my phone!
3) For a guide on how to complete the many side quests on The World Ends With You.
4) Bleach and The World Ends With You soundtracks. They're damned nice.

Special "Hope of the Day"
For anyone who has loved another person as deeply as I do to not ever break up, and to stay happy forever.