On Saturday morning, I got up more than 10 o'clock, got enough energy, and began to do my homework.
After eating too early, I had a rest for a little while. I went to my desk to do my homework and looked at the stacks of textbooks. I didn't know which one to write first, so I wrote the least math, then English.
After lunch, I began to do my homework again, but because I was too sleepy, I closed the door and fell asleep in bed. When I slept more than 5 o'clock, I was woken up by my father. My father said I had a meal. I felt so sad that I had to go to the desk and write. I had to eat until supper. I didn't stop.
On the whole, today is a sad day.