I remember the old days when I used to watch the sun go down with Brittany and my Pikmin and laugh about it. We laughed, we cryed, we made mistakes. We recovered and then we laughed about it. But those days didn't last. We have 2 cans of fruit juice left. It looks like it's over for me now. Don't try to save me because by the time you read this message, it will be too late.