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2002ǯ04·î01Æü(·î) hope is broken


My life ain't go what I want.

I'm really depressed the mail what I received this afternoon.

It broke all my effort to go up the next step.

It broke what I dreamed about.

It broke the hope I had.

All my strengh of the body's gone.

All my effort and care of it is wiped away.

I went back to my room soon and lied down on the bed.

I couldn't think anything, but about the mail.

Tears fell down on the cheeks.

the word, "Spring 2003", reflain in my brain.

Then a question came up to me,

"Should I stay here or go back to Japan for a while?"




I don't wanna do anything right now.

even don't wanna think.



....although I have tons of things what have to be done.



damn...


My life, my life is always like this.

I have to change it.

it can be change, but only up to me.




gatta change the way of my life.


ai ¡ÃMAIL