I opened my eyes, it was only 4:20 am, fiercely silent, I couldn't even hear my breathing, felt slight headahce. I'm used to wake up like this, I couldn't hear my think, what I always think at that time? Just like most dreams I make, only I remember there's a dream, but I can't tell what's it about. Each time I wake up like this, I can't go back to fall sleep again, at least not within 2 hours. To try to close my eyes then force myself feel sleepy only discomforts me more. Sometime I could hear the snoring from the next room, but more time everything sleeps, or I should say everything is dead, and I'm sort of dying. So I keep my eyes open, I feel like having a cigarette, watching the smoke rising, vanishing into the silent dark, and myself is gradually drowned in the dark. Only I dont have any cigarette, and all are in the dark, I couldn't see anything.

I go to sleep before 12pm, and get up 8am these days. People always want to change themselves for some reasons, in some way, only they may or may not change to be what they're supposted to be, or what themselves feel like being. After the recess, all of a sudden I don't have any desire to do anything, don't want to watch any movies, don't want to surf the Internet, don't want to chat with my friends. Even don't want to talk with people. The school never changes, students drive around the main car parking again and again for place to park their cars, in the classrooms they group and talk like old friends haven't met for ages, the lecturer of COMP201 seems to have less hair each time I see him. I borrowed Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami from the library, a girl lent me the same book but in Chinese once, but I didn't finish reading it. That was a very embarrassing thing happend, I had one hour free before the next lecture, so I went to the library, and I found that book, I sat and read a few pages then I took a nap, I quite forgot the time, and there was only 5 mins left when I woke up. So what I did was I grabbed that book into my bag, and rushed out of the library, I forgot to go to the reception to register, then the alarm sounded piercingly when I passed it, meanwhile everyone was looking at me. The worse was I didn't even realize why it alarmed when I went through it, and after a few seconds I figured out. My face felt burned when I was explaining to the reception I can tell. What a damned thing.

I cleaned my room more carefully then ever, vacuumed the carpet, wiped the furniture. The rest potato has burgeoned, and I'm not going to buy them anymore till I completely forget how do they taste. I couldn't live with mess any more, I'm going to be sicker. One good thing when I get up earlier is I can have enough time to prepare for the breakfast. It's getting warmer, and day time is longer.