I am so happy it is Saturday. The week's been passing super fast. Even thinking of it, it still passes so quickly. My common tests starts on the 12th of February and it's really irratating. Every weekday, I hate coming back home.

Not because of my parents or the food or anything, it's just that my home's really far away from my school. It takes at least an hour 15mins. Especially after CCA. I leave at around 5+ and I reach home, 6+. It's so tiresome. Somemore at 5+, the train is super crowded, I hate it when I have to squeeze through and then all the other commuters all so zzz...Have space in the middle don't want move. If I move, they will get irratated cause it will be hard to get through. So I will just stand there near the door irratated.

Then when I reach home, I will quickly take a shower to refresh myself. Then force myself to do some studying. The starting part is hard. But after you do it for bout 10mins, it's okay.

Yesterday was the same. Friday was supposed to be my slack day but I thought that maybe studying was a better idea since the common tests are near and I don't want to mess up. It was great yesterday. I was doing some revision on maths - indices, just as I was about to ask my sister about one of the questions, the answer just popped out in my brain. It felt good.

Too bad my studying 'spree', was cut short. It was my legs. They felt tired. Or maybe I felt tired. So I decided to clear my bed of any books or hangers first, then went infront to read this month's Reader's Digest book. I read one story, and I slowly closed my eyes. I was tired. My mum then asked me to go to my room. I was like wtf. I don't know why though. Now I plan on doing some Lit revision.