mylife

　　Differentpeoplehavedifferentlifestyles.Theydothesamethingsfrommorningtoeveningeveryday.Usually,theywritetheirplansonpaper.Butsometimestheyrememberwhatthingstheywilldointheirminds.Ialsohavemyownlifestyle.Itiswonderful!Igetupearlyonweekdays,anddotheschoolthingsthen.Butattheweekend,Inevergetupearly.Isometimesstayinbeduntillunchtime.Oneday,Istayedinbedverylate.Itwasaweekday.Theclockrang.Itwassixthirty.ButIdidn’thearit.Istayedinbeduntilseveno’clock.Ilookedattheclockandjumpedfromthebedtothefloor.Iwasafraid,“Oh,myGod,Iwillbelate.”Ishouted.SoIdidn’thavebreakfast.Iputonmyshoesandtookataxitotheschool.Iwasingoodluckthatday.Iwasn’tlateforschool.Iwaspleasedthattime.IthinkIshouldgetupearlieronweekdaysorIwillbelate.Ibelieveyougetupearlieronweekdays.Bestwishesforyou.