Well, then.It's finally happened.Well, then. by Lady-Vanikastel
If I start acting depressed, sorry.
But I don't think I will; I'm determined to not let this ruin me.
That may be coldhearted to some of you, but I don't like to mope and whine and cry.
I accept things, and move on.
That's how I've made myself act.
You don't even know what I'm talking about, right?
Well, it doesn't really matter WHAT happened, it's the effect it has on those close.
But maybe you guys will guess anyways.
Feel free; like I said, I'm trying to not let myself be outwardly depressed.
Certainly I'm sad, but I don't like sympathy in most of its forms.
Saying "Oh, I'm so sorry" and "I'm sure she loved you" only make it worse for me.
I will probably break down if I hear enough of that kind of sentiment.
But I should learn to put up with it.
So I guess you can go ahead and do that now, too.
Still can't guess what happened?
My father says the funeral should be sometime next week.
I'm not looking forward to it.
They better not make me say anything whil
Favourite genre of music: Depends on the song, but most often than not either J-pop/rock. American music is too slow
Favourite photographer: My friend Meg
Favourite style of art: anime/manga
Operating System: Windows, sometimes Linux
MP3 player of choice: iPod 3rd generation Nano (you know, the square-ish ones)
Shell of choice: Chocolate
Wallpaper of choice: places.
Skin of choice: chicken
Favourite cartoon character: No-Face from Spirited Away. He's so adorable *shot*
Personal Quote: No.