May 9, 2006. Tuesday.

I'm timid to lose something.

To get honey, fly.
May, 5. 2006

I worked and worked to get rid of the works. Sometimes I was a tester, and sometimes programer. I became a good worker blessed by ash. I tried to become strong. I had to give up something to get something. I have to pay enough counter value to get valuable thing. I enjoyed the bitterness of life.

I grappled with a challenge, and ran away in a second. I couldn't give up my calm life. I have to lose more. Life is consists of losing.

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