The Firery Pits of Hell

[hourstilldawn]

School begins in a hour and a half. I should be getting ready about now, but I can't bring myself to do it. The day is already turning sour; Mom woke me up a half hour early.

"You have to be in the shower by 5:30!"
"No, Mom. 6."

I'm cold, sleepy, and pissed off already. Oh joy, the wonderous day!