i guess things are all over. or rather, i would choose to think this way. no answers, no replies. things are getting d.i.f.f.e.r.e.n.t. i don't know how to handle them anymore. time to get back on track. even if i don't, the whole world is still moving on. people are still having o levels, people are still working day in, day out. nothing's changed. everyone seemed to be moving so fast ahead that no one actually heard my heart breaking into pieces. just a tiny sound. i don't want to cry for help. i don't need help. what's the point. on the track to recovery, allow me to sae i miss you. i know that she probably won't care. but i can't help it. i really do. looks like i m destined to spend every x'mas alone. that's why i hate x'mas that much. thought i wld change my opinion this year, everything is destined.