July 23, 2006. Sunday

A summer day was blown away and disapeard like a little bubble.

One inch ahead it is pich dark.
July 16, 2006.

In the middle of the night, I received a mail which said "Come to my bungalow, please. There is some noize like foot fall outside the bungalow." from a girl who stayed in another bungalow alone. I was filled with romantic expectations and went the bungalow soon and ..... there were no romantic movement. We went to toilet with and returned to her bungalow and talked for a while. And then, because she was frightend the noize like foot fall, she came our bungalow and we fell asleep soon.

At the crack of dawn, I was woken up by a noize like foot fall. Someone was foraging foods inside plastic bag outside our bungalow. I opend the door and I found the culprit was a large crow. There were no mysterious movement too... In the morning we went to spa and then we had a brunch at a fish market. I enjoyed the last conversation in the car and went to home.

In the early evening I went to Saty, a large shopping center, and see handy phones. I often change handy phone for switching of mood. And then I had a rubdown. After that, I went to a gym to play badminton. Though there were too many players, it was fun a little. And then I went to have a dinner and went back home and had a dinner again.

Today I got an extra ordinary heavy information. I had to die yesterday. I cursed myself. I can't forgive myself forever.

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