mornings, not my cup of tea... greetings from a night owl.
Today, I finally got my driver's license. I can't believe I passed. I had to get up at 6 in the morning, which to me is murder. I am definitely not a morning person nor do I think I will ever be. Never.
Which kinda suck for me because one:
1. School.
For some reason, in my district, school starts at the ungodly hour of 7:45. Which translates into me having to be up by 6 to make sure I get to school on time. Part of my problem is that I live in timbuktu, and if I don't head out before 7, traffic screws me. All the while, my mom is just chattering away.
What really grinds my gears is that she knows I am not a morning person. She is even tells me to wake me up is red rum and I'm the exorcist. (Thanks mom.)
Yet she continues to yab on. My feelings in those moments are legit:
It doesn't help though that I have insomnia and can't fall asleep(if I am even lucky to fall asleep) till around 3 or 4 in the morning, which gives me the total of 2 hours of sleep.
When I walk into school, I see everyone socializing and all awake with their Starbucks coffee. Some students are even skipping to class. Skipping to class? Are you serious?
Meanwhile, it taking all my concentration not to walk into walls.
2. Everyone in my family is apparently a morning person.
Yes, very unfortunate. But not just any morning person. No no, I had to get the happy-go-lucky morning people. Where all they love to do is chit chat and talk about how wonderful mornings are.
Their like:
I'm like:
As you can see, I just want to sleep in the mornings. I just... *sob* I just want to sleep.
*Warning: This blog post may be all over the place and might not make much sense(unless you are a night owl like me.) I am severely sleep deprived and need medical assistance.**
**Not really though, just want a hot firefighter to touch me. *crosses fingers* please oh please bring me a hot firefighter.
Which kinda suck for me because one:
1. School.
For some reason, in my district, school starts at the ungodly hour of 7:45. Which translates into me having to be up by 6 to make sure I get to school on time. Part of my problem is that I live in timbuktu, and if I don't head out before 7, traffic screws me. All the while, my mom is just chattering away.
What really grinds my gears is that she knows I am not a morning person. She is even tells me to wake me up is red rum and I'm the exorcist. (Thanks mom.)
Yet she continues to yab on. My feelings in those moments are legit:
It doesn't help though that I have insomnia and can't fall asleep(if I am even lucky to fall asleep) till around 3 or 4 in the morning, which gives me the total of 2 hours of sleep.
When I walk into school, I see everyone socializing and all awake with their Starbucks coffee. Some students are even skipping to class. Skipping to class? Are you serious?
Meanwhile, it taking all my concentration not to walk into walls.
2. Everyone in my family is apparently a morning person.
Yes, very unfortunate. But not just any morning person. No no, I had to get the happy-go-lucky morning people. Where all they love to do is chit chat and talk about how wonderful mornings are.
Their like:
I'm like:
As you can see, I just want to sleep in the mornings. I just... *sob* I just want to sleep.
*Warning: This blog post may be all over the place and might not make much sense(unless you are a night owl like me.) I am severely sleep deprived and need medical assistance.**
**Not really though, just want a hot firefighter to touch me. *crosses fingers* please oh please bring me a hot firefighter.