So here it goes.
Everyone that I considering as my important people, persons who are my place to tell about many things, are currently busy right now. Don’t intend to disturb them, but I REALLY HAVE TO SAY IT TO SOMEONE. But I’m type of person who can’t take other people easily as my best friends, a person who I feel comfortable to tell about personal things.
But once again, I HAVE TO TELL IT TO SOMEONE.
So after many years passed, I grab my diary book and write. Not too much. But I can feel kind of funny feeling. It was about four to five years ago, when I was in Junior High school, when last I write in the diary and found that I’ve been wrote about many embarrassing things. And now I’ve been already a college student and I.WRITE.IN.DIARY.
The time flies so fast…