Ha ha... Im just an annoying kid...

I wonder how long has it been...... 2 Years? ...3 Years? ...Since i met them ...All that i thought of is making them happy ...But have i ever thought ...Do they want me to make them happy? ...Is the way i am now really making them happy?

Miyuki One-San... I wonder do i annoy you... Afterall... Im just someone who suddenly came into your life... Wanting someone's attention... ...Although i call you One-San and you call me Otoko ...Do i really have the rights to be your Otoko...?

Yuriko One-San... ...So little time ...Ill continue after my exam...

How long has it been?

I know, I know... I havnt been writing for a looooooooooooong time... But my line is back... So i guess, ill start writing again tomorrow... Ja~ ...Oh ...Ill begin writing my newest novels too

...Uh ...Bo title for it yet...

An event that changed my life, an event I want no one to experience. Caused by my good for nothing will to impress a girl. I spent half of my 2007 in bed doing nothing, a year and a half to be exact. It changed my life… How? …Well …I love sleeping now, I love staring at the wall now, I lov-…… Ah, forget it… (You can ask me for the details if your curious, I would gladly tell it to you.)

The main reason im writing this now is because of a friend of mine. The reason i didn’t sport when I was form 4 is because I was not allowed to. I sat there like a tree for almost a whole year. But during my second semester, I asked myself. “Is this the life I want to live, forever?” With those words in my mind, I pushed myself. Into walking around my area at first, then to cycling, then till jogging, swimming, going to the gym, then I advance to basketball(Seriously sucked, at first.) ,running. And now, badminton(During 2009).
Is working out gonna make you charming? Is becoming an emo person making you charming? I thought that was the way at first, but I soon realized. I was an idiot for being an emo. It not only spoils my reputation, but also makes me look like a weirdo. It was a success, I may not be good in sports like basketball or football. But I soon realize I had more stamina then normal people’s would have. I could run without stopping for 3min, do push ups 50 times, lift 80kg stuff. But although I have achieve so many feats, until today im still wondering, why does my hand shake when I carry something? Is it because its heavy? Or is it my problem?

……Okay …Back to the friend of mine. I began playing football a few weeks ago. ( I was forced to join… Since no one was playing basketball anymore… Hey, I was a good keeper by the way.) I was assigned to be the keeper. ……Im becoming blacker as each day pass …………Anyway, after football, after recess, I return to class. He and his other friend was complaining about his ribs being not equal(Both sides of your ribs was suppose to be equal, but his has a bump on the right side…) He asked me for advise, I touched it for a while. And he made a conclusion that its just a bump when he was kicked and fell onto the floor. I accepted his conclusion and gone along with class.
On my way home, I thought about his incident again. I don’t know why it kept bugging me… Like it was so familiar… And so I remembered about my back, didn’t I also have unequal ribs? I thought of it for a while and decided to tell him about what I remembered next Monday.
The following Monday… I arrive in school, and like usual, sleep while waiting for the bell to ring. The prefect would be my alarm clock, that wake me up when the bell ring =p I joined my friends, letting out a loud yawn. I glance over to the front, where he stood, his face a little pale. It was Pn Tan period… (She has been treating me very very VERY cold lately… What did I do wrong… T^T) …I went back to my seat, and waited for the right time to speak to him.
I went towards his seat, and was about to tell him about it, when he suddenly complain about his back being really pain. …During that time …I was stunned …Speechless …I don’t know how to begin my sentence ……I didn’t want to jump into conclusions …So I just told him to see the doctor. He agreed, and told me he is seeing one tonight.
The next day, He told me the doctor say it was only a back ache. But I wasn’t convinced… I asked if he had ask the doctor about his ribs, he said the doctor just touched it, and assume its just a bump from falling that day. I asked him, what kind of doctor did he visited? …He told me …A clinic doctor ……Holy S**t …How the hell would the doctors in a clinic know about slip disc!?(Back problem) I advise him to see a specialist, but he said it was just a waste of money and time. I advise him again, but this time he shouted at me, telling me to shut up. In a rage, I shouted back “You don’t wanna listen!? Fine!!! You will see!!!” I stammered back to my seat, checking my homework.
Two days later, I overheard his conversation with his friend( Almost the whole class heard it) “Argh!!! My back pain ar!!!” I kept quiet, not wanting to say a thing.
A week later, he began becoming inactive. From a person that always walk around in class, he turn into a person that sat all day on his seat, laying on the table. As I suspected, it is like my case… I informed myself… But I didn’t say a thing, I wanted him to come to me, and ask me, to apologize, to beg me for advise~!!! ……..It was a wrong decision.
The following week, he missed class 2 to 3 times in a row. I couldn’t kept quiet anymore, but I didn’t want to sound worried to. So I asked him. “So, getting better?” He faced me, his face was worst then two weeks ago, like a living corpse. He spoke “…When I stand up …I feel like dieng …When I sleep …It is the only time my body feels comfortable” …I was shocked.
To be continue…