I definitely can never forget how it feels like...to be at home. The first thing my dad did when we got home...was teach me how to solve a rubix cube.

---/Like father, like son. I must admit, I am very much like my dad...in many ways.

We're hated...but loved. Don't exactly expect anyone to understand that. This IS for myself...not realli anyone else.

And btw, i don't literally mean it in tht sense...