"Those days, when I carried heavy equipment on the stairways of livehouses, while getting drenched in sweat.
Those days, when I drove our equipment van while rubbing my sleep-laden eyes, with my body and heart at their limits everyday.
I definitely musn't forget them.
A feeling of gratefulness, this is the one thing I always want to have.
From insignificant happenings and scenes in daily life.
I want to feel this way everytime.
Especially since we're creatures who forget as we live on."


 

If there's some kind of people you can't forget, you just can't stop loving, those are the ones who inspire you. That's how I feel about Mao.
The way he talks about relationships. How he spends every free time to read fanletters, how he's still a fanboy to his idols, and how his columns show exactly what's in his soul. The way he tries to motivate his fans by saying he's by our side and worries about us. His female P.O.V lyrics comparing men to shoes, his humbleness and his dorky-yet-perverted ways.

I didn't want this to be cheesy, but it's the least I can say. Mao changed me with his lyrics, his taste in music, his writing, his personality. There's no way that can be taken away, even though my interests may have changed a liiiittle bit lately. So  HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAO <3 I love you in so many ways, and I'm still not afraid to say that.