Week's refletive post

This week is our first school week after coming back from Singapore. It's terrible because we've got lots of works needed to be done. I usually spend 3 hours on Facebook every day and the rest of 4 hours studying and doing homework before 1 a.m.. However, life became miserable these days; we had to read an abbreviated version of North and South written by Elizabeth Gaskell, and we had a test based on the book on Friday. I usually got distracted in some ways when I was reading the book, and I believe one of the reason is the boredom that this book brought. The beginning part of this book is ultimately boring because it's about a person's boring life and her boring background without anything special. As the story goes, it gets a little bit better than the previous part, but it's still not so interesting. When I reached Ch. 10, my only impression was that oh this is a terrible and sad story full of death, lies, anger, hatred, and the gray and gloomy Manchester sky. The ending was not too bad, but I don't like the word choice in this book. The way it's written doesn't effectively express the feelings and atmosphere that the author is trying to tell. In addition, this story doesn't manage to catch readers' attention.