Today started good. I woke up from a great dream about man eating flowers. I got up, sat down at my bed for 1 minute or two, forced myself not to fall asleep, and went to the bathroom. I sat down and accidentally fell asleep again, but woke up with the sound of an angry tiger. My mom.
I got up, got dressed, trying to ignore the annoying sound of my mom’s complaints while I gingerly put my cloths on while and listen to “dynamite” on my iTouch. I went to the kitching, with the bowl of cereal waiting to get eaten. I eat it while I read my unread homework, and go to brush my teeth. I got in a fight with my mom (every day she screams at me) I know she started it, but she won’t admit it, she always screams at me when I wake up, she says I’m getting too grumpy, but I know it’s not true.
I wait a half a hour for the bus and checking my stuff as time goes by. I get on, grumpy, annoyed. I sit next to a kid, he tells me to leave, so I sit next to my other friend, who I starting avoiding this week since he always plays with my Itouch. But today was different. The battery had died so we played with someone else’s (I don’t know how we got it, I guess it was luck). Bus ride to school is normally boring, but today was pretty fun, he wasn’t that annoying today. I get to school (late as always) and go to my Spanish class to begin begging my Morning torture. My mornings are always the same, and I got to say, it’s a drag.
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