I must have died, looking for Kira. I was so close, I threw everything away for the small chance I might succeed in this and finally prove once and for all that Near is not better then I am.

I wanted to make L proud--but I wonder if he even saw me. I don't know if the mind of a genius holds onto faces and facts of those in second place. Fuck it all!

I let Matt die, and here I am, weaponless and completely ill prepared--I have a roommate named Kira and then fucking Yagami has gone and pronounced himself God and justice.

I've finally found Kira, I'm sure of it, and it doesn't look like I can do anything about it right now.

I need some fucking chocolate.