I thought I had screwed up my friendship
even with nick with all I spammed over msn
Turns out I succeeded in waking him up.
At least that's what he said,
but thats definitely not what I see.
I dun care what his mind tells him.
Theres basically no change from the old
Nicholas I see and no difference.
I look out for signs scribbled all over his dear subconcious.
But wait I havent seen him since that chat.
But no matter I dun care.

I thought I'd fail as a motivational speaker...
but nvm that. I'm more concerned for his life now...

All I wanna say is...
What if his life ended tomorrow?
Or today? Or even Yesterday?
Would he have made his mark on this world
clear enough for people to remember him?
How many people would remember him?
When he died, what would continue going?
What would stop and mourn for him?
Had he been useful to the world?
Had he helped those around him?
Who would remember him?
Would his science competitions continue to
recognise him?!?! Why waste time in life anyway?!

Anyway my piece is said. Whatever he does is up to him.
But whatever I do is for a friend. He dictates his own life.

Life's a lesson that's full of lessons.
One of the lessons is to teach you that of choice.
How to choose between
Consience and Regret,
Studies and Friends,
Life and Death,
Hope and Despair,
Perserverance and Giving up,
Trying and Doing,
This and That.
Love and Hate.
Continuing or Ending this list.
That's all for now.