Personal Essay: Dr. Pepper

The sound of my alarm fills the room its 10:30 A.M. I pressed snooze over five times and when I finally got up it was 12:50 in the morning!

I got to my apartment and had a huge headache. I shouldn’t have drank that much well off to sleep for me. I did my homework at the library earlier so I don’t need to do that. This is the one week I do it anyway. I yawn once more and climb into my dark bed sheets.I snuggle underneath and drift off to sleep. If only I knew someone was watching me the whole day. I woke up the next day, showered, and brushed my hair for the weekend. I love weekends, no school and no worries. I closed the curtains of my bay window so the whole room would be dark and went down stairs to the burning smell of pancakes. Uck… I hate pancakes.

I was behind schedule, stressed and feeling as though were coming down with the flu, chilled but not ill, not yet. I took a shower and crawled into bed. A few hours later I woke up freezing with a pounding headache. I made a steamy cup of tea, took some Ibuprofen, turned on my computer, and then Paris...

As the clock strikes 6PM panic invades my mind. This panic is not due to the fact that I must complete an assignment on time because I already finished today’s assignments, but because I just realized that another day will cease to exist without me reading a Stephen King novel, playing video games, watching a movie, or going for a run to take in the sweet spring scented air. Although I am a very organized person, with my calendar and highly detailed to do lists, I still can’t seem to find a way to make my day fit everything I want to do. After writing and editing two sentences it is 6:15PM and I know not much time has passed but the highly predictable anxiety starts to set in every time I look to the clock on my left.

I woke up this morning. It was a morning much like any morning, except, it looked like a

I get up at 6:30 am, expecting it just to be a normal summer day.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. You roll over and hit your alarm clock til' it goes off. You struggle to sit up on the edge of your bed as you think about what to wear. Thinking to yourself "why is school so early?" What time do you think school should start? Honestly I hate this class. 8:00am is too early for school to start. It can affect your health, mood, and your performance.

It was 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday. I wondered, “Why do we have to wake up so early?” Then I remembered.

I sit up on my bed, yawning and stretching as I look at my beeping alarm clock. As I switch it off, I look at the time; the clock says it’s 6:34. Cool. I start walking out of my room and towards the kitchen when I realize I had thirty minutes to get ready for school. Meh, plenty of time.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP" My alarm goes off and I jump out of bed to turn off the terrible noise. I looked at the time. 6:45 am. I should have woken up 45 minutes ago! I run down stairs and pour some cereal and eat it without milk. I run back upstairs into the bathroom and wash my face, brushing quickly through my hair, and back into my room and change into new clothes I had laid out the night before, pale jeans with a few rips and a frayed seam at the ankle, and a white T-shirt. I grab my favorite cat pillow I slept on, and shove it into my bag with everything else. I grab my purse and unplug my phone and put it in my purse. I go downstairs and grab a granola bar and put it in my purse too. I run upstairs again and bang on my mom's door. "Mom! Wake

As my alarm clock yells at me to get up, I turn over in bed and see that it is only 6am. It's a necessity to rise and shine before the crack of dawn on days like these...

I woke up this morning in kind of a bad mood. I went to work and tried to hide it, listened to my client talk about her troubles, receive a call with a last minute cancellation and became even more cranky. Then I went to Robeks to pick up a smoothy for a friend.

The clock on the wall says the time is 12:45 pm, my day has been progressing slowly, I have not used my time well on this beautiful day, where the sun is out shining and the temperature is around 91 degrees(Weather,

Why does school start so early anyway? I’ve always been told it has to do with preparing us for a regular work schedule, but they can’t be serious, can they? We’ve been waking up earlier and earlier, year after year, and we’re still tired! There's no way to “practice” waking up early; you don’t just get used to it. No matter how many days a week I wake up at 5:20 a.m.

- Waking up at 11:56 is greeted with cries of "Good morning!" because a morning wake-up time is highly irregular.