I Am About Last Night

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 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.

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.

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

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?

The next morning, I get into my daily routine, I get up, go to school and see the

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 roll over onto my side turning off my alarm looking at the time 6:15. I stare at my phone for a moment then set it back down curling into a ball under the covers. I'm not getting up I refuse to go to school, and

My alarm clock goes off at 3:45am and I shut it off to snooze 10 more minutes. Finally, five minutes till 4am I slide out of bed unwillingly and begin to put on my scrubs and grab my left overs to eat for

“BEEP BEEP BEEP.... BEEP BEEP BEEP” , the sound from my alarm clock makes me wake up, I yawn for a long . I turn over, hang my hand, turn off the alarm clock and look at the desk, many papers books on it , last night I studied for all night. Today I will have 5 semester tests and I have to pass the tests! This week will be my last in high school, I’m a senior right now . I Put my feet on the floor, walk so slow to the bathroom , brush my teeth , wash my face and prepare stuffs to go to school. I walk down stairs, very slowly and lightly to make sure that I will not wake anybody up. I put my backpack on the table, check on what I have in refrigerator to make breakfast.

Opening my eyes, I look over to my paper thin tv for the time, noticing that I still have 30 mins till I have to get up I doze off into a soft sleep. Awaking from the blaring noise of my alarm I get up to brush my teeth. As I walk over to the wash bowl, where we wash our hands and brush our teeth, I reach over to grab my toothbrush off it's charger. As I was brushing my teeth, I noticed that it was almost time for me to leave for school. I searched around my closet for a shirt and some jeggings, my usual wardrobe for school, I head towards my broke in tennis shoes. Heading downstairs, I grab my computer holder and my headphones and head for school.

Every morning, my mom’s alarm clock rang promptly at 4:40 AM. The church we were residing in at the time, was too far from all of our schools, which meant an earlier wake up time. My mom and my two younger siblings would slump out of our tiny blue beds and manage to muster a sleepy walk to our blue storage crates that we kept our possessions in. We would go into the public bathroom that we had to share with three other families to get dressed and cleaned up for the day.

We have all been there, when we have overslept or we just don't have enough time to get anything that we need to do done. Or those moments when we wonder why there are not any more hours in the day. Cue the Bangle's Manic Monday. In today's post I am going to give you my tips for when the morning's seem shorter and you have literally five minutes to get out of the door and you still haven't made it out of the bed.

The buzzing sound I hear in my ear at 5:30 am 5 days a week signals me that it is time to wake up. I wake up early every morning before the sun rises to finish last minute homework assignments. At 6:30 I gather my things and I rush out the door to school. In every class I take notes, turn in assignments, and record assignments and due dates in my planner. Every spare minute between classes and at lunch are used to complete assignments that are due the next day so I will not have as much homework when I get home. As soon as the bell rings at 2:12, I rush out the door of the school and go straight to my car and zoom down the road because hockey starts at 3:00. Once in the locker room at the rink, I quickly put on my hockey gear and I am on the ice by

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.