...and I though I was right.

All along, I'm just so confident with what I know, with what I've observed, with what I've seen, with what I've watched, with what I've looked at, with what I've collected, with what I've analysed, with what I'm done cracking.

Sadly, I'm hypothetically wrong.

I was wrong about you. I thought I knew you well, inside out but hey, there's a lot more to you than it meets the eye (eceh). And yes, I am in utter disappointment with myself. Sigh.

Paper 4541/2 was being a big jerk. Another experiment gone wrong, bloody wrong.