dear usual life | Maridget Jones's Diary

dear usual life

Heya!
it spent a quite long time since i hadn't wrote this.
actually i all forgot what i was doing when i wrote this.
was that moment fine or not? what was i into? who was i in love with?
yeah. i should get the answer which is the guy for the last question.
in fact, i don't know the answer now.

i had had the many unforgettable memories among the days since i quieted writing this.
some were good, the others were bad as it had been before.
however, recently i could have found the truth which is good or bad. i might know before though.
since when did throw away the talent? where was I? who am I?

the situation might be getting better. but i couldn't be satisfied, i'm really fed up with as i am.
i see the things that i really wanted to do as the things that i want to avoid the most.
i know i have to avoid it, i don't want to do it. but i can no longer escape form it.
now i'm not worth, unattractive. i'm really usual.
who wants me? might be usual people as i see in usual days.

i wanna take off, but i still have a warm feeling for it.