Last Days of First Session

Last night, I started off saying that I would wake up at 7 am. Then, I thought no. Then, I thought 8 am is just as good. Ok 8 am it was. I woke up at 9:30 am. I hate that! It's been super hard for me to wake up early these past few weeks. The only way I'll wake up is if I have someone pulling my knees from under the blankets, banging my head against the dresser and bribing me with smelly, greasy breakfast food. My mom used to do that. The smell of chorizo and pancakes was the sleeping barbara antidote. So, now, I'm at a coffee shop procrastinating, writing blogs and talking to my siblings. This is my life. I have to do a book review, movie review, finish up my report on the 'WAR ON TERROR' and study for my test tomorrow. I made a 99 on the last one, so it shall be easy. BUT I want to feel smart, so I'm going to study and set the curve again! Oh, the bittersweetness of ACC classes. I'm such a snob.