It's December ninth. I'm Liz Parker and I'm desperately trying to get over Max Evans, as if that were even possible. I've been trying so hard to act like I'm OK, like I'm not upset about our break up, that it's obvious that I'm not to everyone around me including Max. Like my display at the basketball game the other day, I don't even know who that person was cheering so enthusiastic and giving Kyle a lot of attention. Although I would have felt sorry about Kyle's injury, I know if Max hadn't hurt me, I wouldn't have given him so much attention. Moreover, I know that I was only using Kyle to get back at Max and I really don't want to be one of those kind of people who use others for their own agenda. However, at the time it seemed like it was the only way to get Max to see what he's missing, and that I won't wait forever, even though I probably would. Yet Max just acts OK with us going straight back to being just friends. It's not like I don't expect it from him though, considering that he was the one who did the breaking up in the first place.