I HAVE RISEN FROM THE DEAD!

*inserts Mushu gif*

Hello everyone! It has been 3 years since that last update regarding my back injury and from that point on, I kind of just...dropped off the face of the fanfiction world. I know, I know, all of you are probably like, "what the hell? Where the hell have you been!?"

I'd like to first announce that I have officially graduated from University! ...Two years ago. That update was in 2016 in spring quarter. To be honest, I was really stressed out at the time. I had a serious injury with no health insurance and as a broke ass university student at the time, I had no money to even bother to try and see a doctor without insurance. (Ah, the American healthcare system...what a fucking piece of shit it is.) The only "doctor" I had was my godfather who was a chiropractor, but even with him checking on me, it was still hard to tell what happened to my back. Essentially, he thinks I just bruised it really badly. Today, my back doesn't hurt as bad as it did years ago, but if I move my back too much or if I keep it too stiff, that exact spot where the door knob jammed into me starts aching.

ADDING TO MY INJURY LIST OF 2016...I also fucked up my fingers. Yep, that's right. Long story short, I went with a group of friends to the grand opening of a store and I was carrying a shopping basket with thin-as-hell handles that was pretty heavy and I carried for too long. So what did it do to my fingers? Well, mainly for my left hand, all the tendons got snippy-snappy. I have a weird crossbreed version of trigger-finger (go ahead and google that my dears, but if your don't want to, it's essentially tendon inflammation). It's a weird hybrid of trigger-finger (fingers in my case) because normally trigger finger causes the finger to "lock up," but my fingers don't lock and release. I can bend my fingers just fine, but they would just make that annoying "snapping" or "clicking" sound if I overuse my fingers. I can actually feel the click too LOL It really freaked me out at the time to the point I wore finger splints for my fingers in hopes that it would "fix" itself (remember, no insurance at that time), but nope, this is now something I have to deal with for the rest of my life. But hey, weird ice breaker story, right?

Then came my last year of university where I literally had no time to work on My Melody, Your Beat. I really wanted to work on the next chapter, but schoolwork didn't let me, my own personal problems didn't let me, and I was more concerned with the uncertainty in my future (like any other soon-to-be graduating student).

Okay, so now I graduated college (woo….), I have time now! Haha, yeah, no. I had to find a job. Fast. (Ah, student loan debt, another fucking piece of shit of America) Luckily, I managed to land myself a job but unfortunately, it was a very stressful one. At first glance, you would think working as a bank teller would be easy, right? Nope. Math was my worst academic subject and even though working at a bank was just counting and relying on a calculator, counting money was so stress inducing that I drank every weekend to cope with the stress. I was a borderline alcoholic to the point my loved ones begged me to quit. I eventually did quit after I found another job, but that job was too far away so I quit once it hit summertime. Oh boy, summer was an adventure. I was jobless and desperate so I reached out to my best friend to hook me up with a teaching position at the summer day camp I worked before I worked at the bank. The piece of shit director then baited me with money and I fell for it; I took on the position as the program director instead of the English teacher. Haha, I lost my voice the second day on the job from yelling at kids to behave and I took Advil on field trip days. So summer gave me no time to work on what I loved-writing.

But! Good news! After that summer, I started to have my "uncertain future" anxiety attacks again, but this time, my boyfriend managed to hook me up with a job that was not only close to home, but it was chill! You're probably thinking, "YES! THIS BITCH CAN FINALLY UPDATE!" Yes, and no. Yes, I have the time to sit back, catch up on K (movies, anime, manga, light novels), and type the anticipated chapter that you guys have been waiting 3 years for. No...because my old laptop with the original files to the story has died. It died in the sense that everything had to be wiped in order to be rebooted. BUT! BUT! BUT! I have a MacBook now and I'm more than ready to type...only except I don't have microsoft office. And before you can say anything, yes, I can use google docs, and I have tried, but this auto-saving thing isn't helping me at all. Also it's a privacy issue for me because I don't know who could be around me physically to access into my google docs AND of course, I'm paranoid about hackers and whatnot. Don't worry guys, I'm finally gonna get microsoft office with my next paycheck.

I do have to admit though that because it's been a long time, I fell out of love with K Project with the reasons listed above. I was aware of the anime series, K: Return of Kings, but due to my workload and stress load, I couldn't watch it with the same level of love I had with the series. I even got the otome game, Gakuen K, but I didn't get to truly enjoy it. Since being done with school (for now…), I'm falling back in love with the series!

So...TLDL; I'm back! It may be another week or two before I can FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY update this fanfiction (because my next paycheck won't be until the end of the month) and I kindly ask for you to be patient just a little bit longer! I know you guys have been waiting 3 long painstaking years and trust me, I still get email notifications of reviews that you leave behind after all this time and my heart breaks because I really want to make you guys happy with this story, but I can't. I've even re-read chapters of the story (side note: big yikes man. I wish I still have the old files to go back and edit them. Those typos, grammatical errors and redundancy. *cringes*) and sometimes I cry because I felt like I failed as a writer.

I totally understand that for some of you, maybe you too have also fallen out of love with the series and this fanfic as well. I totally understand and I'm not going to beg for you to come crawling back. For those of you who have been waiting so, so, so, so, SO patiently all these years, I haven't forgotten about you. I'd like to welcome you all back to My Melody, Your Beat and I just want to say thank you for all your kind and loving support for this story. Thank you for sticking out with this story for this long. Thank you for sending me messages of encouragement as well as messages to check on my own well-being.

Last but not least

Tadaima! ただいま！