it was first grade, we had been boy friend and girl friend on and off for about a month, at easter time he bought me this silly looking stuffed bunny and a box of chocolates(I still have it,the bunny not the chocolates), he didn't exactly have the best reputation he was always in trouble, so when my Mum saw what he had given me(she thought he'd stolen it) she confronted his Mum, it turned out he'd been working his a*&^ off for a whole month before hand doing chores just so he could buy me something...

"Your born, You Live, You Die, given this premise, one can conclude since we have no control over when we are born and when we die, the only thing that matters to us should be how we live, simple really?" Mis-Cat to her philosophy Lecturer.