FREE ESSAY ON ANOTHER DAY

ANOTHER DAY

Puzzled and startled I turned over in my bed. The hideous noise that woke me up won't
stop! So I get out of my bed and slip on my sandals. Trotting all the way across the
room, I trip over various obstacles before finally reaching the source of the noise. I
hit the snooze button and dread another day. With more and more procrastination as each
minute passes I attempt to get ready for class. My first call is an eight O'clock.
Breakfast starts at seven, so to keep my stomach from growling in the morning I must be
moving and done with my shower by at least six thirty. It is cold this particular morning
so I want to be in the hot shower that I love. I take three paces to the door. The handle
is cold to the touch. Almost breaking my hand to turn the knob because I have ghetto
doors, I realize someone is already in the bathroom. Just great, all I need another
chance to lie back down so I can doze off and be late for class. No I will not, so I
decide to iron while I am waiting. I might as well go ahead and lay out my clothes and
everything I need for the day. I pull my biology book from the top shelf of the mini
bookcase that is mounted to the wall and proceed with studying for the big test that I
have today. Then the phone rings twice. "who is this calling me this early?" "Could I use
your computer?" "No!" Then I hang up. It was a pesky little girl that is always calling
and she knows I don't like her romantically. Well back to studying, which I should have
done already. Boom, boom, boom, "I'm done." Great now I can get clean. I hurry and run to
the bathroom before someone else has a chance to go before me. After jumping in the
shower I immediately fall into a trance because the water is so warm. Finally I am dome
and I get dressed.
Armed with my books that I need for my first class I make my way to the cafe. The usual
is served every single morning! There is always three meats, eggs, waffle, biscuits,
grits, and hash browns. I get the same thing every time sausage and grits. The grits are
never cooked to perfection they are always gritty. After adding a little sugar will make
them a little better. I quickly eat because I have to get to class. So as soon as I am
done I am off. I have been late to this class for two weeks straight and I refuse to be
late anymore. We learn lots and them we are dismissed and there are only ten minutes
between classes so I am pressed for time. Quickly I change books and start to speed walk
to the biology class I dread. I thought long and hard about weather to go to the class or
not, but I can not afford to miss it. I have to at least look confident before taking the
test because it will not benefit me to look any other way. So I take the test and I know
I failed so I quickly get out. After I eat lunch my day is pretty much done so I start to
make my way to the cafe. Once more they serve a predictable menu. I don't even want to
stay but because my friends are here I will sit with them and talk. We are the loudest in
the cafe and everyone is staring but they can kiss our butts. We all finally go our own
ways and now I have so much time to kill. I need to go and read ahead for some of my
classes but I won't I'll just go in the room and go to sleep.