It's midnight again. A few more days of this "independence" (NOT!), and I'll be back to my old self again. Or so I hope. I have been changed. All these experiences for the past few days have affected me that much.

I am crying in front of my PC. Everybody is asleep. I love these moments where I can be alone and do what I want. I dunno why I'm crying in the first place. Maybe I am sad... and alone. No, make that sad and lonely.

Wesley called. An omen? Hope so...