Early.

Today is Tuesday, and it's 4:51pm. FOR THE FIRST TIME, I am home early on Tuesday, probably in these few months. Not that I'm complaining. I like staying back in school, I don't get why people don't like it. They probably need naps or stuff like that. I sleep at 12.30am and wake up at 5am, everyday and I don't take naps (although I get almost an extra hour's sleep in the van/bus in the morning, and sometimes more when my eyes can't seem to stay open in school, since I'm in school like WAYY early. Okay, I don't know what significance does coming back early have, since there's nothing much to do at home. I get most of my work done in school, and those that don't get done, won't get done.

And on the way back today, in the van. I thought up some weird metaphor/quote thing that goes like this,

"A good relationship is like a rock, rain or shine it still remains unchanged. Upon a heavy blow, it will break. At first, you will feel that the rock (relationship) is ruined, but then you'll have many rocks, and the more the merrier, and you can see some parts of the rock (relationship) that have been hidden."

I don't know where that came from, but the inspiration was derived from a boulder I saw by the roadside.