It's was raining in the afternoon. What a wonderful picture outside of the window! Therefore, I decided to go out.
Running in the dense raindrops to MRT. Fast running made me breathless - I had been lacking exercise for too long time and all. It also made me sort of excited and I certainly like this feeling.
I become more and more psychic in recently because the change in my mind is subtile after striking up a gorgeous career. It makes me sort of brilliant and promising but I feel more and more lonesome and all.
I have to leave school, apart from those nice friends and being a distinct guy from their sight. All the things depress me.
Otherwise, I am sort of self-proud sometimes. I assume I would be a millionaire in future and I hope it's not my stupid illusion and all.
No one knows all these fucking things and no one cares about it at all. It kills me.
Practically I still don't feel very good today because of the goddamn sick of stomach.
Had a fish soup and a piece of cheese cake for dinner, cheerful.
