I Am About Last Night

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I groaned at the incessant beeping of my alarm clock, rolling over to search for the snooze. I had stayed up until midnight the previous night with an engrossing book, and I was by no means ready to get up now.

I hate early mornings with a passion. I didn't even want to come to school today. I somehow managed to roll out of bed today though and here I am standing here listening to Rob yap about another dumb slut, who actually hooked up with him. I round the corner to my locker and see a crowd hovering around something. I shake my head and make my way to my locker.

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You Are asleep, in the blissful backwater of your head. You swirl among your dreams, when all of a sudden, screeching. a never ending cacophony. It's your alarm, and it time for school. We have all experienced this at least once before. And we've all hated it. But maybe there's a reason we hate it. It's not good for us. Especially with teenagers requiring so much sleep its imperative that school as a whole start later in the day, and by moving it later it would improve the mental abilities and heath of modern teens.

I woke up in the morning, and I brushed my hair, brushed my teeth, ate breakfast, and

Well, today’s the big day! I woke up and burst out of bed, almost falling over in the process. I ran downstairs to wake up my Mom and Dad, but of course, they were already up and running.

At six a.m. I tumbled out of bed at the sudden sound of my alarm clock. I’m never ready for it when it happens. I rolled off the bed, hitting the floor and as I steadily got up to

I ran to my makeup collection, yes collection, I don't know how much makeup I could own, I practically owned it all. I don't even wear that much makeup, I just like to have it. I quickly took a beauty blender, dabbing foundation over my face. I put on a light amount of concealer and then powder before I blended a bronze eye shadow on my eyes. I quickly took my eyeliner, drawing a sharp wing and then applied a light coat of mascara to my eyelashes.

The ringing of the alarm clock that is placed conveniently beside your bed wakes you. The sound startles your brain into getting out of your warm, cozy bed. It is time to go to school. You must wake up now in order to make it on time. If you are late again, your teacher will probably give you that nasty look of dismissal. What are you going to wear?

I grab a towel and take a quick shower letting the water sooth me. Once I am done I grab a towel and wrap it around me, walking out to put my undergarments. I put my clothes on and once I am finished I brush out my waist-length blonde hair. I can see my bloodshot eyes in the mirror and I sigh. I didn't get much sleep last night. Dad brought strippers or sluts, who cares, home last night at 1:00 AM. Hearing them having sex kept me up until almost 2:00 AM when they finally

Ever gotten up in the morning and not wanted to wake up? Don’t worry, I completely understand what you are feeling. I absolutely despise waking up in the morning. Picture this: middle school kids trudging through school all day, then coming home to after school activities, and to top it all off sleeping late because of stress. Waking up early is a real struggle for most kids, and if you asked any kid I'm sure they’d agree to the terms of school starting later. People say that because of the time kids have to wake up, their brain doesn't function too well in classes, and they don’t really learn to much. I agree with this statement, because it is definitely true. I know I can’t stay awake in class when I sleep late and then have to wake up

I wake up in the morning to my mother telling me it is time to go to school but I don't want to get up. My mom asks me “why?”

I groaned, “ I really, really do not want to got to school, mom.” I fell back against my headboard and sighed. I hate Monday’s. Especially, when you're loud, annoying brother, is going to the same school as you. Also, when your mom is waking you up only thirty

I ignore the fact that my beast of a brother just stole some of the only edible food in the house, and decide to finish whatever else it is that needs to get done before school. After I take out the trash and get the mail Dad is awake, getting ready for his job at a Dollar General close by. We share our good mornings and then he asks the question I hoped would never come up.