I'm so ordinary... Why am I so extraordinary? I seem to like him a little bit, and I seem to be really confused by him. I can be by his side, which is more exciting than Coke and simpler than fresh juice, because such a big star treats me as a friend. I want to simply move on little by little, such beautiful memories. But why should I sprinkle it with a handful of peppercorns and salt that I hate the most?