I came. I saw. I fell.

Just like Juilius Caesar, I mimicked his words, "I came, I saw, I conquered." Though i am hereby sweraing that i am not mocking him, i need to borrow his significant words. I came home. I saw the bed. I fell asleep. I should not have fallen asleep so fast. I still had history, english, and biology homework and to study. However, it seemed like someone drugged me. I couldnt stay awake at all. I tried, oh yes i did. Instead, my legs brought me back to the comfy bed like it had mind of its own. So yes i did fell asleep. I dreamt of many things. Then, i woke up at 3. I felt my heavy eye lids, and my back was smashed against the mattress, once again, back to the wonderful, and devilish dreamland, i could not stay away from. The reason i was so tired was because of basketball. Yes, my bad sleeping patterns also had an effect, but basketball was the big one. These days, i am just so obsessed with basketball. It felt so good- it is hard to describe the feeling, of regaining the lost interest in something. I was so cheerful and zealous, my hand hardly felt the basketball during PE class, where we were learning football. Yes, and somehow i fell in love with PE class. So, I was a good student and listened to the football rules. However, the rest of the times, i kept practicing basketball. Basketball. Basketball. Basketball. I really really love Basketball. Snapping back to reality finally at 6 in the morning. I finished my homework and studied a little bit, and went to school.