日本語すらままならないのに英語で日記を書こうなんて考えが

おこがましかったんじゃないだろうか。


ここはひとつ、初心に帰って日本語を大事にするべきじゃないだろうか。


そう思ったので力の限り日本語で思いの丈を綴りたいと思う。



特に、書くこと、ないです。



いやほんとにない・・・・。


そもそも日記って、その日起こったことを書くもんだから

今日何があったっけな、と思い返してみると


起きる→仕事→家



で、何もやってない!詳細なんてかけねーよ!


そんな中でも、今日一番衝撃的だったことをあげるとすれば


家の鍵閉めずに出かけてたことかな。


あれっ、なんか風呂場から音がすr


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It is intrusive to diarize in English, althogh I'm almost impossible to use Japanese.

I should be back to basics, I must improve my Japanese.


I think so. Shall I make a mark to full extent of my ability? yay! go.



*Nothing*to*write*


Actually I have no things.....


Diary is writing down the episode that happened on the day.

I wonder what I experienced today.....


waking up, working harder, going back home.


That's all! I can't carefully write the detail of my day. Nothing anymore!


As part of my one day, if I select the most impressive episode......


I didnt lock my home all the day.


what? I have heard a noize from the bu!&%$









"I think there are no students who are celebrating heatily for today.Today is the end of testweek.You seems happy also." He said without any feeling.


"What do you do?"I said. I know this question is vain, but I need to ask him.


In a word, it likes an initiation of starting.


Lighting off the engine is necessary to drive the car.
Yes,surely...


"I am always happy. Even if today is the end of Sunday." He said happily.


"I am unhappy." I was fed up.


"Hehe, you have finished good on the test, haven't you? What other fruits do you need?"

I wish I did not meet him.

The world I seeing must take a 180-degree turn.
And I would know the smaller wolrd, I have not hope that my world is brightly wonderfull.

I like a calm life purely.

The sky I am seeing from the window is very calm.


Summer must take a break from summering.
It might quit to be itself.


The wind freshly entered the window and stayed silently in the nook.


The mound of documents was within a paper's breadth. Named debacle.


Tough I don't know who has carried on, there are many papers in the room.


But the only tidy sofa in the wood of papers was fixed position of him.

...then he usually lie on the sofa and face-upped to the ceiling.


Today as well.