asking myself over and over again.
why dont i ever learn?
isn't once with adora enough? that it has to happen again?
ken asked,
why does it bother me so much?
hmmm. made me think.
because, my dad got it for me?
and he replaced it once already?
and i hate to ask him to do it again, because i feel so terribly sorry that i cant even take care of things he gives me?

and that, ken, is why i sat in front of the com crying my eyes out.
nobody's fault, i know.
but still.