8am Cold

There is nothing quite like 8am cold. It has it's own special kind of evil built into it. Not only are you trying to wake up and somehow muster the will to be perky about it, but you also have the added draw of "oh my bed is so warm, and everything outside my bed is f**kin' cold. It makes me just want to hide away in my bed and say "education? what? do i really need this? I mean I could just stay home and do... nothing. Just stay in bed." But really how practical is that? I need my books. Alas, so now it is 8:36 and I'm off to go make my lunch and then to drive to school where I get to look forward to lectures, discussions and boredom. Oh well. Hi ho hi ho it's off to school I go. ~Tiffany

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