The second chapter of Crimson Chaos Well, I know some people has been waiting for it at least I haven't edited anything in it yet, but if I change anything, which I know I will, you'll know ;P Anyway, here it is Hope you like it
Oh, and I have also edited a bit on the first chapter, so I recommend you read the parts that are written in Italic in the blog post below

Second Chapter
Cole's first job

Diego woke up at 7AM. He just couldn't get back to sleep. He got up and looked through the window in his sleeping quarters for a while.
"I'm just doing my job." he said to himself, trying to make the bad feeling go away, but it just wouldn't let go of him. He got dressed and went downstairs.
Vladimir was sitting in the common area, watching some Russian TV-show.
"What are you watching?" he asked Vladimir.
"Just some old show I used to watch a lot many years ago, back in mother Russia."
"Anything interesting?"
"Not really, but it's the only show worth watching on TV at this hour. Why are you up so early, by the way?"
"Couldn't sleep."
"Oh, I see. Well, you're welcome to sit here and watch this show with me." Vladimir said and smiled.
"Thanks, but I don't understand Russian too well. I think I'll rather go out for a walk."
"Well, have a nice walk then."
Diego got his coat on.
"I will, Vlad." he said and closed the door behind him.
It was a cold morning and the fog made everything look even more gloomy than usual.
"What's wrong with me?" he wondered to himself and started walking by the dock edge.
He had been doing this kind of work for 20 years now. Why would he start feeling bad about it now?
After a while, he sat down on a bench at the dock edge.
He leaned his head back, and looked at the clouds that were drifting by slowly.
This morning reminded him a lot of that day when he got the job to protect that woman.
She was important to a group of terrorists for some reason, and had to be protected at all costs. At first he didn't like the whole set up. He was a hitman after all, not a bodyguard. He had spent a month and two weeks protecting her, until one day he got a call from the people that had hired him. They didn't need her anymore, and she had to be taken care of.
He kissed her on the cheek.
"I want to show you something" he said and did his best to smile.
He took her to an abandoned building, and she had so much faith in him that she didn't even ask any questions about the place when she saw it. When they got inside, he took his M9 out of his coat and pointed it at her. She looked at him. At first she smiled, but her smile slowly disappeared.
"You're serious?" she asked with a slightly trembling voice.
"Yes."

He thought about it for a while, before he looked at his wrist-watch.
"Damn it! It's that much already?" he said to himself, and quickly started walking back to the HQ.
"Where the hell have you been?" Dmitri asked angrily as soon as he saw Diego.
Diego didn't even answer him.
"Where's Cole?"
"Inside."
"Tell him that we have to go now. We have to be there in 30 minutes!"
"I know." Dmitri answered in an irritated voice, and went inside.
Soon after, both him and Cole came out.
"So, what kind of job is this, by the way?" Cole asked.
"You'll find out when we get there." Diego answered. "Now, get in the van. We're in a hurry."
After a couple of minutes they arrived at the destination. It was a huge villa with high walls around the property, and there were cameras all over the place.
They stopped by the main gate, where a guard was standing.
"We're here to see Mr. Myers." Dmitri said.
"Just a second." the guard answered and opened the gate.
"He's waiting for you inside."
"Thank you." Dmitri said and drove up to the villa's front door.
"I'll be waiting for you guys here."
Diego went inside, with Cole right behind him.
"You're here to see Mr. Myers?" a man asked when they got inside.
Diego just gave him a short nod to confirm it.
"This way." the man said and started walking towards a stairwell.
"Go up the stairs, and knock on the second door on the right." he said and left them.
"Yes. Come in." a voice said when Diego knocked on the door.
"Ah, you must be the hitman Mr. Myers hired?" the man behind the desk said.
"He's terribly sorry, but he had to attend to an important meeting today."
Diego sat down at a chair in front of the man's desk, while Cole stood beside him.
"Oh, I see. Well, can you please give us the details?"
"Of course." the man answered and gave Diego a photo.
"You have to take care of this man for us. He's starting to become quite a nuisance."
"He looks familiar. Who is he?"
"He's John McCohen, a journalist in the local newspaper. He's been on TV a couple of times, so that's probably where you recognize him from. He's been snooping around here a lot lately, and has gained some information on our business. He needs to be taken care of as soon as possible."
"No problem." Diego answered and got out of the chair.
"Oh, and one more thing. Can you please get rid of all of his work on this case as well?"
"It'll cost more."
"Money's no problem." the man answered and gave Diego a suitcase.
"Half now, half after the job is done."
"Ok, deal." Diego answered and left the room.
As soon as they got outside, they got in the van, and went back to the HQ.
"Well, that was boring." Cole said when they got back.
"How are we gonna do this?"
"We'll have to find out where he lives first, so we know where we can get his written work. Then we kidnap him. You know the rest, don't you?"
Cole smiled. "Yes, I do."
"Well, no need to say more then." Diego answered and smiled back.
"But we better get upstairs now. The old man is waiting for the money, and tends to get a bit cranky if he doesn't get them right away."
"Be careful about what you guys say to the boss today." Vladimir said when they were about to walk up the stairs.
"He's not in a good mood today. Carlo, his only son, got caught by the police yesterday, and he committed suicide right before the interrogation."
"Thanks for the warning, Vlad." Diego said and continued walking up the stairs.
"Come in." the boss said in a low voice when Diego knocked on the door.
"Sorry to hear about your son." Diego said when he came in, trying to sound like he cared about it.
"You don't have to act like you care, Diego." the boss answered.
"He only did what was expected of him."
"Well, here's the first part of the money."
"Put it on my desk and get out."
"Shouldn't we get to work now?" Cole asked when they got downstairs.
"Patience, Cole. I haven't eaten anything today, so let me get something to eat first, ok?" Diego answered and headed for the kitchen.
Cole sighed and sat down on the couch in the common area to watch some TV in the meanwhile. For once Vladimir hadn't occupied the TV, but there wasn't anything on anyway.
Cole had almost fallen asleep when Diego came out of the kitchen.
"Well, are you coming or not?"
"Finally!"
"We're taking the car. The van looks too suspicious. We'll park outside his office and follow him to his home. Dmitri, could you go get the car?"
"Get the car yourself! I have work to do."
"Dmitri…" Diego said and looked at him.
"Hmph! Ok, but don't think this is going to become a habit."
"Oh, and if you find any gas, put it in the trunk. We're gonna need it for later."
Dmitri just snorted and slammed the door shut behind him.
"What does he think I am? His servant?!" Dmitri said to himself, while he put a couple small gas kegs in the trunk.
"The car is in front of the entrance." he said when he got back inside.
"Thanks, Dmitri."
"Hmph!" Dmitri answered and left them.
"He's in a bad mood today." Cole said and got in the car.
"Hopefully he'll be in a better mood when we get back." Diego answered and started the car.
When they got to the newspaper office, they parked on the other side of the road.
"And now, we wait."
"We're just gonna sit here?"
"Yes, Cole!" Diego answered and handed Cole the photo of John McCohen.
"This is the guy you're looking for, so keep your eyes on the entrance."
After 4 hours, Cole was almost asleep, while Diego still had his eyes locked on the entrance. Cole woke up as soon as Diego started the car.
"Finally he's done for the day." Cole said and yawned.
They followed McCohen at a long distance, until they reached his home.
"We'll come back here tonight when it's dark. Can't risk anyone seeing us kidnapping him."
"Why do we have to kidnap him anyway?"
"Well, usually we would just tie him to a chair, and set his house on fire. But that won't prove much. You have to show how cold-blooded you are, and there's only one effective way to do that. And it's too risky to do it at his house."
Cole smiled a devilish smile. "Can't wait."

At 3AM they were back at McCohen's house.
"So, are you ready?"
"I was born ready." Cole answered and smiled.
"Looks like he's still awake. The lights are on in the living room."
They walked to the front door, and noticed that it wasn't locked.
"Be as quiet as you can. If he hears us before it's too late for him to do anything, he might call the police." Diego said and quietly opened the door.
They walked silently into the living room, where McCohen had fallen asleep while writing on an article.
Diego put his gun against McCohen's head.
"It's not wise to go to sleep without locking the front door, John. Someone might come to rob you… or even worse, to end your life."
McCohen didn't realize what was happening at first, but quickly came to his senses when he saw the gun. He looked horrified at the both of them.
"What do you want?" he stuttered.
"Go get the gas, Cole."
Cole came back with the kegs after a few minutes.
"Poor it around here and there, and don't spare any of it. When you're done, put it on fire, and get out as soon as possible." Diego said while escorting McCohen out to the car.
When Cole got out, he put the empty kegs in the trunk.
"You'll have to drive, Cole. I'll keep an eye on John, so he doesn't try anything stupid." Diego said as he pushed McCohen into the backseat of the car.
"You know where we're going, so come on."
Cole got in the car and started driving towards the mountain. A couple of hours later, they arrived at a little house.
Diego pulled McCohen out of the car, and pushed him towards the door on the house.
"Are you hearing what I'm hearing?" Diego asked.
"Sirens in the distance." Cole said and smiled.
"Exactly."
"What do you want?" McCohen asked. This time he wasn't stuttering that much anymore.
"Why are you doing this?" he demanded to know.
"If it's money you want, I can get it for you. I have connections."
"We'll be getting all the money we need from this little job." Cole said and smiled.
"Now, get inside!" Diego said loudly to McCohen.
McCohen didn't have any other choice but to do as he was told.
"By the way, John. Where do you keep all your written work?" Diego asked while he was tying McCohen to a chair.
"And don't lie to me. Nothing good comes out of lying."
"I had it at home."
"Nothing on a computer at work or anything like that?"
"No, I'm kind of old-fashioned. I carry my work with me everywhere I go."
"And what you've written about Myers? Does anyone know about it?"
"N-no. It's something I'm working on independently. No one but me knows about it so far."
"As I thought. Well, thanks for the information."
"Will you let me go now? Please? I've told you everything."
"Well, you know what to do now, don't you, Cole?" Diego asked and gave Cole a gun.
Cole proudly took the gun and pointed it at McCohen, but hesitated for a few seconds before he lowered the gun.
"You know, Diego. I want to have some fun first. The way you've always told me you do it. Can you please show me?" Cole whispered to Diego and smiled his devilish smile.
"Well, you're the one who needs to end this, but I guess I can show you." Diego said.
He crouched beside McCohen, and looked him in the eyes.
"When I was young, I used to play a game with an old Russian friend. It's called Russian roulette. It's very easy to learn this game. You just pull the trigger and hope you won't get killed. As you see, I survived this game, but my old friend wasn't just as lucky. And now we're going to play this game."
Cole leaned against a wall, and enjoyed the show.
"Too bad I don't have any revolver. I do have this regular 9mm though, so I guess we'll use this one. And guess what, you'll get to try first."
Diego laughed and showed the gun into McCohen's mouth. He could see a tear in his eye.
"I'll tell you what, John. I'm gonna be nice, so pick a number between 1 and 10. If you guess the right one, I'll let you live."
McCohen thought for a little while.
"5?" he said, trying to sound as clearly as he could with the gun in his mouth.
"Wrong!" Diego shouted.
McCohen closed his eyes just as Diego pulled the trigger.
"You did pretty well, John." Diego said and laughed.
McCohen looked relieved.
"That was really entertaining, Diego!" Cole said.
"Well, are you ready to do your part of the job now?" Diego asked while wiping saliva off his gun.
"You bet I am." Cole answered and pointed his gun at McCohen's head.
"Good bye, John McCohen." he said and pulled the trigger.
"Nice job, Cole." Diego said and put his gun inside his coat.
"Couldn't have done it better myself."
Cole smiled. The adrenaline was still pumping. He never thought he'd feel so great after killing someone.
"Well, our job is done, so let's get back to the HQ." Diego said.
Cole admired his work for a few seconds, before he followed Diego outside, and got in the car.
"So, how are you feeling, Cole?" Diego asked as he started the car.
"Great! Just great!" Cole answered.
"Well, congratulations on your first kill."

To be continued...

Well, here's the first chapter again, since I've edited it once again. If you don't feel like reading the whole first chapter, you should at least read the new end of it ;P I haven't really changed much, but the parts I remember that I've edited, is written in Italic. Hope you like it

First Chapter:
The cold-blooded killer

Diego Davino sat in a ramshackle hut in the middle of nowhere. He had fun toying with the hostage. He was bored, and thought it was fun to see the reaction of the hostage when he put the gun in the hostage's mouth.
"I'm thinking of painting the walls in this room." Diego said.
"How do you think brain color would look?"
He pulled the trigger, looked at the hostage, who was crying and laughed.
"This gun doesn't even have bullets in it, stupid!… But this one has."
He showed him his pride. A golden M9 Beretta.
He smiled a big grin. "This is the gun I'll kill you with."
Suddenly the phone rang. The grin on his face disappeared. He walked over to the table where his cell phone was and answered it.
"Diego, it's Dmitri. They contacted the police. You know what to do. I'll be there in 5 minutes."
Diego put his phone in his pocket, and loaded his M9.
"Well, I'll tell you what, I think I'll try the brain color first and see how it looks before I really decide which color I want."
He smiled, pointed the gun at the 17 year old boy's head and pulled the trigger.
"Looks kinda nice." he said to himself, while wiping off saliva from his other gun.
"Sigh, I have to stop doing that. It's disgusting to have wipe off the saliva every time." He looked around to check that he hadn't forgotten anything, then turned his back against the dead boy and walked towards the door.
"Well, nice meeting you, kid. Now I gotta go."
He went outside to wait for Dmitri. It wasn't a long wait though. Dmitri stopped right in front of Diego. He jumped into the van, and they went back to their HQ.
"When do you think they'll find the body" he asked Dmitri.
"Well, they'll probably find him tomorrow or the day after. Doesn't matter though, we'll be long gone before that anyway… but I have to say it, Diego, you're one cold-blooded killer. You could kill your own grandmother without hesitating if you had to."
"Heh, yeah, I guess" he answered, while wondering to himself. How long could he keep doing this? He always had fun toying with the victims, but killing them was another story. After what happened a couple of months ago, he had started getting a creepy feeling. If he didn't know better, he'd think it was bad conscience.
He remembered it like it was yesterday. She had tried to run away from him, and he shot her in the back. He had walked over to her, grabbed her hair and pulled her into a sitting position against a wall.
She looked him in the eyes. "How can you be such a monster, Diego? I loved you…". He looked away. "It's my job" he mumbled.
When he looked back at her, she was crying. They looked at each other for several minutes.
She took his hand "I still love you, Diego." she said and closed her eyes. He felt her hand slightly letting go of his hand, before it fell to the floor.
The words echoed through his head. Why had those words digged themselves so deep into his brain? Why…? He got pulled out of his deep thoughts in a matter of seconds, by his good friend Cole.
"You did great" he said, and smiled.
Cole was only 20 years old. He had been taken into the gang by Diego, who had found him 4 years ago, while he was doing some errands in the city. He was trying to pickpocket Diego when he was on his way through an alley. But Diego, of course, noticed that someone was trying to pickpocket him, and pulled his silenced gun out, grabbed the boy around the neck, pushed him against the wall and pointed the gun at him. He could easily have killed him. No one would have noticed. But when he looked in the eyes of the boy, he noticed something. His eyes were cold as ice, like the eyes of a killer. Like his own eyes.
Diego loosened his grip around the boy's neck a little bit. "How would you like to become a real criminal, boy?"
The boy's eyes lit up, he gasped for air, smiled and said "I'd love to…"
Diego, who was a bit surprised of the young boy's reaction, let go of the boy, and put his gun inside his coat again. The boy fell to the ground.
"Good to hear. What's your name?"
"Cole" the boy answered, while coughing and rubbing his neck after Diego's tight grip.
Cole was like a son to Diego now. Diego had taught him everything he knew. He still needed to show that he really was as cold-blooded as his mentor, but Diego was pretty sure he'd be able to show that when the time was right.
Diego leaned back and closed his eyes.
Cole got a bit disappointed when he saw that Diego had fallen asleep.
"Sigh, I guess I'll tell you later, then" he mumbled.
He looked out of the window, at the rain that was pouring down outside, and smiled.
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They eventually arrived at the HQ, an abandoned warehouse at the docks.
"Wake up, Diego!" Dmitri yelled.
"No need to yell…" Diego answered without opening his eyes. "I prefer to decide when I'm gonna wake up myself, Dmitri."
"Hmph! I know, but the boss is waiting. He wants to see us ASAP. You remember what happened to Vlad, don't you?"
Vladimir was Dmitri's older brother. He used to come with Diego and Dmitri on jobs, but now he was in charge of managing the jobs from the HQ. He had screwed up on a job two years ago, and the boss had cut off his left hand to teach the rest of the members that he didn't tolerate that. Dmitri was therefore scared of him now, and didn't want to do anything that could make the boss angry.
"I'm not scared of that old man. He needs me to do the dirty work, so he can't hurt me" Diego replied, while rubbing his eyes in an attempt to wake up.
"Maybe he won't hurt you, but what if he uses me to teach you a lesson?"
Diego smiled "He he, that might be fun. Maybe I'll just sit here until the old man gets pissed, and comes to teach me that lesson?"
Dmitri looked at him. " Very funny, Diego, very funny."
"Ok, ok, don't worry, I'll come." Diego said while slamming the door shut behind him.
"Where's Cole, by the way?"
"He went inside as soon as I stopped the van. Sigh, I hate that kid."
Dmitri could tell that Diego was slightly annoyed because of what he said, but he didn't really care.
"He acts exactly like you, but he's even more annoying than you."
Diego laughed "I'm annoying?"
"Yeah, I mean no… I, argh, forget it! But it's not only the way he acts that bothers me. Whenever he looks me in the eyes, I get chills down my spine. His eyes are as cold as yours, only worse. It feels like he's thinking about how he's gonna kill me."
"Ok, I've heard enough of this nonsense." Diego said in an irritated voice.
"You do know that we've been standing here for at least 10 minutes now, right?"
Dmitri was just about to say something when Diego reminded him "The boss, Dmitri."
"Oh, crap! You're right", Dmitri replied and hurried inside.
Diego shook his head and followed him.
When he got inside, he saw Cole sitting in the stairs that lead to the boss's office.
"Oh, Diego. I have to tell you something!" Cole said as soon as he saw Diego.
"Not now, Cole! I have to talk to the old man upstairs." Diego said and pushed Cole out of the way.
"When I get back down, you can tell me what's so important."
Cole wanted to refuse, but changed his mind when he saw the look in Diego's eyes. "Hmph! Ok…" he said and sat down on the stairs again.

"What took you so long?!" the boss asked angrily when Diego came through the door.
"Don't ever make me wait like that ever again, or…"
Diego interrupted him "Or you'll teach me a lesson?"
Dmitri looked nervously at him.
"What?" the boss asked curiously.
"Forget it. I'm here now, aren't I?"
He noticed that Dmitri was relived by his answer, and smiled to himself.
The boss was still curious about what Diego meant by what he said, and thought about it for a little while before he let it go.
"Well, where's the money?"
"Um, they…" Dmitri stuttered.
"They contacted the police" Diego continued.
"Hmmm… not a good choice of action, I presume?" the boss asked.
"No, and soon they'll realize that themselves as well." Dmitri said and smiled.
"What are you thinking about, Diego?"
The boss looked a bit angry. He didn't like it when people didn't pay attention.
"What? Oh, I'm just thinking about the expression on the kid's face right before I pulled the trigger."
"You aren't regretting it?"
"What? No, I was actually enjoying it." Diego answered, but the truth was that he didn't know if he was regretting it or not. He had that creepy feeing again, and couldn't get it to disappear.
"Good. We don't need a hitman who regrets his own actions."
"True." Dmitri agreed.
"Well, anyway, I think it's about time we lie low for a while. We can't risk getting caught by the police, can we? From now on, we only accept a few easy jobs. Oh, and take Cole out training or something. He needs to show that he's of any use to us. And since you're the one who took him in, he's your responsibility. Now, get the hell out of here."
When they got out of the office, Diego wondered to himself. Could it really be bad conscience? The feeling only got stronger the more he thought about it.
"What's wrong, Diego?" Dmitri asked.
"You don't look too good. Maybe you should go get some sleep?"
"Yeah, maybe." Diego answered, and was about to go to his sleeping quarters when he noticed that Cole was still sitting in the stairs.
"Well, I'm going to get something to eat, and then go to sleep. It's been a long day." Dmitri said and left.
Diego hesitated for a few seconds, thinking about just going straight to bed instead, since he was really tired. But he decided to hear what it was Cole wanted to tell him. He walked down the stairs, and noticed that Cole had fallen asleep.
He stood in front of Cole for a couple of seconds.
"Ah hell, I don't care where he falls asleep." he said to himself, and was just about to leave.
"How was the old man's mood today?" Cole asked.
Diego was a bit surprised to hear that Cole actually was awake.
"Well, he was actually in a good mood despite not earning any money on this last job." Diego said.
"What was it you wanted to tell me?"
Cole smiled. "The old man has probably told you already, but I'm coming with you on the next big job."
"Actually, he didn't tell me that, but you do know that the next big job won't be anytime soon, right? We're gonna lie low for a while." Diego said without looking at Cole.
Cole sighed. "He never tells me the most important parts."
"But," Diego continued "he wants me to take you out training."
He looked at Cole, and even though his eyes where ice-cold, he could see that Cole was excited.
"Well, I'm gonna go get some more sleep. It was nearly impossible to get any real sleep on the way back here. Dmitri drove like crazy."
Cole smiled. "Yeah, I know what you mean."
Diego turned his back against Cole to walk to his sleeping quarters, only to see Vladimir standing right in front of him. He almost fell backwards.
"Why do you always have to do that, Vlad?!" he yelled.
Vladimir laughed "Because I'm the only one who's able to get that reaction from you."
"Sigh, what do you want?" Diego asked slightly irritated.
"I've got a job for you." He handed Diego a paper.
"Be there on time." he said and left.
Diego looked at the paper.
"Looks like your so-called training starts tomorrow." Diego said, still standing with his back against Cole.
"But I have to say, this doesn't sound much like a low-profile job. Anyway, I suggest you get some sleep as well." he said and left Cole alone in the stairs.
Cole nodded. "Yeah, sounds like a good idea."
He sat there for a little while. He couldn't help but wonder. Diego seemed different somehow, but he just couldn't figure out why.
"What are you sitting around thinking about?" Vladimir suddenly asked.
Cole hadn't noticed that Vladimir was standing beside him, and got a bit startled.
"Huh? Oh, nothing special. I was just about to go to bed."
"Oh, I see. Well, I'm just going to get some fresh air before I finish the rest of my paperwork." Vladimir replied and started walking towards the door.
"By the way, Vlad."
"Hm?"
"Have you noticed anything different about Diego lately?"
"No, not really. Why?"
"Forget it. Good night." Cole said and headed for his quarters.

Next chapter is in the blog post above, since there was too many characters. Only 20000 characters are allowed, while my blog post had over 27000 characters xD

I'm having some trouble posting the next part. It says there are one or more words within my message that was automatically censored, but nothing in the message has been censored And when I try posting it again, it just says the same

EDIT: I found out which word that was causing all this trouble. It was wrist-watch, without the - Oh noes, someone said wrist-watch! Mod them! xD Lol, it has to be a glitch, cuz what else can it be?
I had to preview parts of the story, one at a time, until I found the right part. Then I did the same to that part, until I found out which word it was. What a job xP

Yesterday I got a text message on my phone. I didn't recognise the number it came from, and when searching for on the number on 1881.no, I found out that it was a secret phone number... 9 mins after I got the first message, I got another one... And I thought I was gonna faint xD It was from an ex-best friend, the last person in the world that I would have thought would send messages to me, since, well, she's hated me for the last 4 years now. Whenever I met her, I said hi, but she just gave me a really mean look. So yeah, I'm pretty speechless I guess she finally grew up. She's 20 years old now after all, so it was really about time she stopped acting like she was 12 xP I'm keeping my distance tho. I can't really trust her. But it's still fun to talk to her again, since we used to have so much fun in junior high

I bought Resistance a few days ago, and I love it but I can't get online. It always says "Network connection failed. Disconnecting from network." when I try going online. It's so annoying! I wanna play it online! Does anyone know what's wrong with it? I can play CoD4 just fine, without any trouble at all, so why can't I play Resistance? D: I'm really close to just giving up on the online for Resistance now. I'm getting tired of that message

I'm sorry I haven't been on... hmm, I think I've said that before, but still I'll try to get back on GS tomorrow. I had planned to be back yesterday, but I just didn't feel like even logging on.

Anyway, I've been playing a lot of CoD4 lately.. and I got the Variety Map Pack yesterday. I love it! The new maps are awesome! And I got FlOw and Syphon Filter 3 today I'm not gonna go anywhere near PSN store again anytime soon xD FlOw is nice to play when you just want to relax ^^ And well, I'm still downloading Syphon Filter 3, so I can't say anything about it yet

Well, yah, anyway, as I said, I'll try to get back on GS tomorrow I don't feel like reading PMs and checking my unions today, so yeah, I'll do that tomorrow.

Well, I'll hopefully see you all tomorrow then, so see ya ^_^

I know I kinda said I'd come back on GS in the weekend, but I didn't feel like logging on... mainly because I'm kind of depressed... again *sigh*... I don't wanna talk about it here Anyway, except for that, I have a cold =/ But I'll try to be back someday this week I hope my unions are going well, and hope those of you who are in the unions understand. I have been thinking about letting someone else take over for me for a little while, since I haven't been on in a very long time, but we'll see.
And, if you're ever worried about me leaving GS.. DON'T WORRY! I won't leave all my awesome friends I have here. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I ever did... Even if I'm gone for a while (like I have been now), I'll always come back