May 17, 2006. Wednesday.

Yes, I'm running draging my deadly heavy feet.

Flowers open and close
in unverbalized site .
May 5, 2006.

Rose from the dead in the morning, I came to the office as usual. I was in deadly mood yesterday until evening and it made a damage to my stomach. This pain will continue until I die forever though I die every night and rebirth every morning. In these days, I try to sentient death not to waste my life even though I shoten my life. It's a horrible trial but I probably need it.

Now I have two job to be achieved and I worked hard today too. I got rid of many tests but I couldn't achieved another job because of lack of my knowledge as a project leader or high skill system engineer. I consumed the whole day to the test and now I wright this diary on the train toward my home. Now I have a headache and abnormal cardiac rhythm. I have to go to bed as early as possilble.

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