Total Objectives: 8. 

Basically, all my tests are over! Huzzah! Huzzah! You may stop jumping up and down from an excitement, though. I would give you guys the good news that I have decided to post everyday—but I won't. I know I won't post everyday so why keep your hopes up? (Especially Eyebrows and Chocolate)

Well. Saturday was on and since I love sleep, I didn't go. Even though Chocolate says they all had fun—I will aways love my bed. It's like—the only thing I can trust. So school can go to hell. 

When I say I love sleep, I don't joke. Yesterday, by which I mean Friday—I decided to sleep for about 3-4 peaceful hours because of the stressful week I just had. I slept for about 2 hours or so; when BAM! I hear someone speaking out aloud and reading. I—who hates waking up when she's clearly in the mood to sleep, open my eyes and find my elder sister. With her books. On her bed. Which just so happens to be right beside mine. I ask her, 'Why're you studying here?'  To which she replies, 'Moiza told me to. She's voice-chatting with her friend.'   Do you have any idea how mad I was? On the scale of 1-10, I was probably 45. I told her to continue with her studying and that I'll deal with my little sister later. Speaking of her, she enters about 5 minutes later, asking me, who was in deep thoughts how to murder her—if she could use my laptop. A sweet and kind sister would be terribly sorry if she was the one who caused my immense madness, but she didn't even show a tint of care! All she cared was about her bloody voice-chat! I say a few words to her about not respecting my precious sleep and all she responds with is, 'Okay, can I use your laptop now?'  She was making me mad. So very mad. I still haven't let go of this and will take my revenge. NOBODY MESSES WITH ME OR MY SLEEP.

I had an absolutely spiffing time with my bed, who's my constant support and advisor. Enough of this, let's talk about the stupid procrastinating I have done all day? I am not very proud of it. Nope. Not a second of it. Yet, I continue to do so. Even though the thoughts of seeing exams come near, shakes my body with panic—I still don't pick up my books and read those jumping letters a thousand times or so. That makes me mad. Why must  I procrastinate so much? I need an answer. And fast. I need to cure myself. I need to be a little more nerdy. I'm loosing my nerd-iness.

Objective # 9: Stop being a dunce and study more. 

Um. I have nothing else to say. Let's talk about my surroundings, okay? I am in my room with my sister sleeping peacefully on her bed. Some evil thoughts are making their way towards my head. I should go jump on her or something. Or maybe—make a mustache on her face? Nah, she's crazy cat when she's mad and believe me—she's out of control. I will stick to letting her sleep. There's a wall infront of me which looks just as bored as me. YAY! CONVERSATION TIME! 

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The wall didn't reply to me. SO RUDE.

I should stop being so funny, 'cause it's obvious you're not laughing. 

Well this sucks. I am going to sleep. Enjoy whatever you're doing and remember—never stop talking to wall. They may just give up and talk to you.