I have to admit. I'm not happy. I'm not happy at all because I realized that this world doesn't work on principle of fairness. No. It just likes to kick you in the stomach when you're already suffering from a hit on your knee cap and rolling on the ground from pain. It's a very beautifully engeneered mechanism. I admire it,even as it keeps hitting my liver with the point of its shoe. I mean, no one possesses as much cruely and visciousness as that thing at the top that decides what's going to happen next. I laugh, because yesterday after so many years I prayed. Yes, I actually prayed to god. How silly of me! What's next? I'm going to write a letter to Santa Clause? Bravo, world. Bravo. You are truly a worthy opponent. Yes you are.