These days, I think I\'m not that hard worker in my field.



It\'s not only an unfortune of myself but also unfortune to my girls and boys.(I\'m not sure this sentence\'s right--; anyway..)



Sometimes I can\'t be satisfied with what I\'m doing day by day.



I can\'t do my job with my whole passion and soul!



Well, I know, it would be just up to my mind: how to control myself. But...



Sorry to my dear boys and girls. But to my shame I\'m not that good one...



I\'m not the one, not... that one..



How can I make up just one day that I wanted to...