I stayed up way to late last night. To be fair I was at a bonfire visiting friend and family. However, that doesn't solve the problem of me being exuasted this morning. I have a habit of waking up at 6:30 am, no matter how late I was up last night. I think it's a curse, my friends have tried to convince me its a blessing. Maybe it lets me be a more productive person, but it certainly doens't help when I'm up till 2am on the weekends and would love to have some extra sleep.
6:30am I wake up to the shuffling of my roomate getting ready for cross country. I begin to procrastinate. See, I didn't do my homework last night for my morning class, because I've gotten into the pattern of waking up early and doing it right before. Bad...I know.
After lying in bed for half an hour angry at the fact that I'm so tired, I drag myself out of bed. My room is a mess and clothes are all around the floor. I look into the mirror and it becomes apparent from the state of my hair that I should have showered last night. I brush it, but weird strands still stick up in the wrong places. For two seconds I get excited because today I get to wear the new shirt I bought the other day. This means that I don't spend a whole ten minutes trying on eight shirts, and settling with the first one I put on to begin with.
I put on that cute shirt. Atlas, it has a whole in it! How??? I just bought it... The whole is tiny, but smack dab middle of my upper chest. I try to put hairspray on it (because that's what you do with a run in tights). It made it worse... For a minute I look for a needle and thread, but then I get dishartened when I find that my desk is way to messy to find such a small thing that might not even be there to begin with. Finally, I come up with the idea of putting a peice of tape behind the whole. It worked!
After my clothes are taped up, it's time to throw on some jewerly and makeup. I put one dangly, sparkly earing in, and realize that the other is MIA. I look everywhere... opening doors, rummaging through boxes, products, and clothes. I begin to freak out. They were one of my favorite pairs, and an essential staple to any outfit. As it usually happens I find it in the corner of my jewerely box (where it's meant ot be."
I beginning dabbing on some makeup. Both my eyeliner and mascara smudged. I spent a good amount of time cleaning that up. Half way through I relized that my eyebrows could use some tidying. I do that to. I have to say some days I feel like a goddess, but today I feel like a boring wannabe.
I despair on account of the mess, and rush off to dining hall to write this post before my 8:30 Creative Writing class.
So folks, that's me throwing my terrible morning on a page. I feel like I just give you an inspiration take away, or helpful tip, but all I can say is life sucks sometimes and thats the honest truth of it. Was my morning acually that terrible? Well, I'm going to class, have completed my homework, and gotten food and coffee in myself. I'm also wearing a shirt with tape, but no one can really tell.
And there it is.
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