the reason... is you

      ZOUk... you are supposed to enjoy there... you are supposed to let out all and ENJOY~! but... but... why am i feeling so down... issit that i lost the passion for music? the passion for dancing?... maybe its due to the reason that i am really tired.... wanna sleep... but is that a reason? or is it due to the fact that my body is there... but my mind is elsewhere?...

      when i look at the paper bag i holding on... its filled with all the emotions... a box of chocolate that reminds me that someone out there still care for me... never forget me even he went overseas... a box of cards... that contains the well wishes i wanted to sent out to all my beloved friens... and yet... a few video tapes what remind me that i am sad... maybe not by the person whom i intend to pass to... but more on myself... why i am being made this way...

      no one would care how i feel now... haha... guess everyone would be saying 'what's new?' or 'isn't that a norm thing?'... but when someone who lived for his friends is being hurt due to his friends... what is his reason of survival...? what is...