In my life, May should be the most valuable and noticeable month for me. But unfortunately, I found that yearly, it becomes the month that has lost its specialty. I find that the other months are able to make me happier and cheerier than in May. Truthfully I don't know why is that happening.
Like what I've been feeling today.
I felt I am such a worthless. This is bad :'(
Could I say that I hate May?
I am sorry my dear month. .