February 14; its coming. There may or may not be a mass date where seven members of each gender go out to wreak havoc in the CBD, and depending on who's going and whether Der Yoh will be there, I may just ask this quiet, serious girl at my tuition out for that day. We'll have to see how. My ex contacted me several days ago. You'd almost think that it'd be like a fairy tale, where the hero and the heroine get back together after being separated, and they live happily ever after. But: