Being in the library is quite depressing.

I thought I could concentrate better but suprisingly, it is actually better at home where i seem to have so much more distractions (i.e the bed) and noise from a particular woman. I think it's because in the library I have to listen to music with my earphones rather than speakers. It somehow makes me listen to my music more than reading.

But it's good to be out of the house and be away from the restricting environment, not like the libray's not restricting, but it's still better than nothing. And the library is open on weekends too, so there's always a place to go when i don't like things at home. Sounds so sad, seeking refuge in a l-i-b-r-a-r-y.


Apart from my miserable school life, I've been dreaming alot. That means both dreams when i'm asleep and day dreaming of cos. Night dreams are getting so real I can't bounce out of it when I wake up and will continuing daydreaming about the night dreams. I think it's because I dream of the things I dream at night in the day therefore I dream even more at night. It's like a viscious cycle, but thankfully, of GOOD dreams.
Will they ever come true?