I stumble into bed at the crack of dawn,
And I fall into a hard sleep,
And what seems like seconds later,
The blaring of my alarm clock
Awakes a piercing pounding pain
Of my head and body.
I lay there and plead for 10 more minutes,
Instead of giving in to my request,
The clock continues its annoying attempt to get me on my way,
I stay,
Sprawled across my bed,
Lazily,
I swing and silence the continuous beep.
Exhausted and showing no sign of pulling myself together,
My mind begins to wonder as I think of this day’s agenda.
Test in math (I’ll make it up in lab),
Presentation in English (in which I still have to finish),
Paper due in psychology (maybe he’ll accept my apology).
As of right now,
None of these things seem more important than sleep.
Again I begin to drift off,
Only to be awaken by the way too familiar voice of my mother,
I shift and glare angrily into her eyes
As she questions whether or not I am going to school.
I exhale, NO, NO, NO, NO.
I jump as the crash of my curtains unleash a bright ray of sunshine,
I curse under my breath.
She states get ready for school,
If I can do it so can you!
I crumble out of bed,
And try to piece myself together.
I throw on my I don’t give a…. I really don’t want to be here sweats.
And throw my hair into what I perceive as being a ponytail.
Dreadfully I stagger out the door and into my mother’s car.
She states “long night?”
I reply, you think?
At that moment
I promise myself I will never party the night before.