"Murrrrrrphmmmm," I HATE my alarm clock. I mean absolutely despise it.2
After being so rudely stolen away from my baby's arms, I lie in bed staring at the ceiling, wishing that it hadn't been a dream. \Maybe I should turn my alarm off\. So with a groan I am officially awake.3
I recoil as my feet hit the cold floor. Our floors are always cold. It could be the middle of summer when the temperatures reach nearly a hundred degrees, and crawling out of bed will make you feel like you're walking barefoot around the Arctic circle.4
Seeing the current February atmosphere in our little town in the mid-west is about thirty degrees out, naturally I would go to bed wearing nothing but a sports bra and A Barrel Full of Monkeys sleep pants, so as soon as I roll the covers off, I consider calling my mom and telling her I'm still sick.5
I look over at the florescent green glow of my alarm clock as I turn the annoying fucker off I see the time. 7:48. \Oh great\. Okay, you see my alarm is set three minutes fast so I have fifteen minutes to get dressed and get to the school that's two blocks away. "*Damn it!* I could have slept for ten more minutes! Whatever. I'm up, I might as well move."6
As I dress, which is comical enough without this happening, one of my favorite songs comes on the radio, and seeing as how I'm the only one home other then Lucky, my dog, I crank my stereo and start dancing around while pulling my pants on, nearly killing myself.7
After the songs over and I've got myself ready I still have then minutes left so I'll just leave early. I have art classes all morning anyways, so whats ten more minutes?8
I arrive safely to my class but on my way there I almost run into who me and my friends have began to call Creepy Stalker Kid. So I just head on my way, and in the process of trying not to run into him, I walk straight into It.9
It. How I hate It. It doesn't even notice that I hate It, but It should because I have said how much I hate It to It's face, but enough about that.10
\Well I can tell that this is going to be a long day\.11
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~To Be Continued~
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