Diary Note1

Dear diary,

It's 4 o'clock in the morning. So early for me to get up and even wake up. But I was woke up under the noises made by my early rising parents, from a dream from which I remembered nothing as usual. You know my bad memory, right? That's why I was criticized by them about forgeting to locking the door of the lift and turning off the bed lamp while sleeping at the time I went out for a glass of water. I always can't make my temper under control, that's why I always quarrel with them because of trifles in daily life. I am like a bomb which will explode at anytime and anywhere whenever I was ignited. Oh, another thing I forgot to tell you, my gel pen ran out of ink, which made me write on my phone notepad because I didnt want to go get another pen,in case my parents judge me again.