Tell me you all miss me - no wait, you don't have to. I'm sure you all did.

I had to go back to dad's urgently, after all, something happened back home - don't bother to ask what. But I'm back now.

Hiro tagged me. Damn.

( Don't ask me why I did this anyway. )

ZOMG RYUICHI HAS ONE OF THESE JOURNAL-LIKE THINGS!

Enough arguing. I'm a friendly person - don't ruin my image.
And Hiro, you sure I can't test your theory out? The one about how good you are in bed.

Bro, you need me to go look after you or something? I'm seriously bored anyway.

I swear, Hiro, that pink panda thing really suits you.

I mean, pink! Its totally you.

You and pink go together like... Glue and paper. Yeah, whatever.

Okay, so I've decided to get one of these online journal shit.
In other words, a place for me to write things that make me fucking pissed off, or even how I did it with girls. After all, I am an expert at doing it.

I wonder if Ryuichi is going to get one of these...