A life in the Day of...

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                Shrayans 11JD                07/08/2008

A Life In the Day of….

        My mornings are very structured and perhaps monotonous. My alarm goes off at 6:00 A.M. but I am usually awake a couple of minutes earlier. My body is weird in that sense because I can get up at whatever time I want if I think about it the night before. I love it because it allows me to do whatever things I want to do till a late hour because I know I will wake up! I do the same things every day in the morning: go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, shower, and dress then have a glass of milk and go off to school. Breakfast is supposed to be good for you but I can’t take it, it makes me sick. The most difficult part of my morning is waking up my brother! He is the biggest sleepy head I have ever seen, he just doesn’t want to wake up. I am a punctual person and hate to be late for anything, even if it is very small indeed. I get annoyed with my brother because he is lethargic in the morning and can’t be bothered to come to school. Even if you plugged him into the mains he wouldn’t shove! Leaving to go to school I usually get into an argument with either my brother because he is so slow or my mom because I am shouting at my brother! There is more trouble in the morning because my driver is always late and I get really mad at him because I tell him to come at a certain time everyday and he never makes it. I end up cursing him in my mind because he is the reason I am late for school.  

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        Then there is the ride to school. I used to take a school bus which was more interesting than getting driven to school. I can’t do much in the car and listen to some music, I like a bit of hip-hop and rap but mostly I like pop, it’s just easier to understand! There is nothing ever interesting happening outside the car and talking to my brother about Pokémon isn’t the most interesting thing. I don’t leave any homework till very late so I can’t even do that in the car! I know this is a small thing but I ...

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