A Day in My Life It's 7am and once again the annoying repetitive sound of the alarm on my phone rings again. As I still have my eyes closed, I feel around the floor for my phone to stop the alarm. After ten seconds I find the cancel button, the alarm is still ringing in my ears. Eventually I open my eyes to find nothing but darkness. I feel as dead as Kurt Cobain. I stumble to the door and pull down the cold handle. As I open the door, I hear the sound of the T.V downstairs. I sit on the top step of the steep stairs knowing if I were to try and walk I would most probably fall. When I reach the bottom I see my Dad lying on the sofa looking half-dead watching the T.V. I say 'good morning,' he replies with a simple grunt. I walk out the kitchen, look out of the window, the sun shines so brightly, I can't see a thing. To wake myself up, I stumble into the bathroom as if I am drunk to take a shower. As soon as I get into the shower I started to feel awake. I am enjoying a quiet, relaxing shower when all of a sudden my twelve year old sister pushes the bathroom door open so hard that it hits the sink. The noise of that is so loud that it makes me jump a mile. I shout at her so loudly the house began to rumble. Around 7:30 I depart from my shower. I run upstairs very quickly as I only have a towel loosely wrapped around my waist. After that I put my school uniform on, my white polo shirt, black trousers and my black sweater. I pick up my big black bag which I had packed last night and once again walk downstairs to the chaos of everyone getting ready for work or school. I can see the steam coming out of my parent's head from the s... ... middle of paper ... ...e swings with them. We talk about rock music over and over and how much we hate pop music. Its 6:30 so the park is about to close. The silence of nobody around is relaxing but then the peace is disturbed by the sound of our baggy jeans dragging on the floor. When we reach Ponty, Adam and I depart from the girls and head for our homes in the pitch black apart from a few flickering street light. I keep looking around to make sure nobody is following us. I am now home. 'Hello fellow family members' I say with a chirpy voice. I then walk towards the bathroom so I can brush my teeth before I go to bed. I walk into the lounge. 'I'm off to bed now.' It's only 9:00but I'm extremely tired. I think about how cool it would be if I could become a very talented rock star like Kurt Cobain. I would call my band… 'Yawn!'
out of the window and then back to the money lying on the side table
Another morning habit is to make your bed. I have never thought of making my bed as
up the steps and entered the house. A combination of horror and amazement swept over
“God I’m up,” said Dominik Zakrzewski, 20 of Queens, N.Y. “Sometimes I dreaded lifting my legs out of bed.” He used to prolong getting up and thought of things he could do to stay in solitude.
morning I knew that I had to do something so I went around trying to
come to bed and I had no pot to go to the toilet in. I was forced to
I walk on by, get into my shining convertible (which is now speckled with signs of yet more rain) and speed away.
make my way to the frost coated back door, illuminated by the green and red
it. After that, I find a quiet spot to sit and drink my coffee, thinking of nothing but the warmth of
lick my hand. My grandma follows me into the kitchen to make some hot tea. I
When the alarm goes off in the morning, my first thought is, fuck, this is way to early. Then I open my eyes; look at my alarm clock and wonder, if I hit the snooze button, would I get up after five more minutes. The answer to that is always no, I need to get up now, or the kids will be late to get to the bus. After fifteen to twenty seconds of debate in my own head, I lift my head off my pillow. I twist to the right and sit up at the same time. Then ...
the jiggers and my stomach felt like the bottomless pit. I pulled myself together, shower because I
Throughout life I have had many memorable events. The memorable times in my life vary from being the worst times in my life and some being the best, either way they have become milestones that will be remembered forever. The best day of my life was definitely the day that I received my drivers’ license. This day is one of the most memorable because of the feelings I had when I received it, the opportunities that were opened up for me and the long lasting benefits that I received from it that still exist today.
I then work my way down to the tub and scrub the gunk out of it.