A Life In The Day Of Me My mother knocks. The door opens. Bright light blasts into my consciousness; I cannot see. I leap out of bed to reduce the longing to return and the cold hits me like a slap. As you can probably tell, I am not a morning person - I never have been. I have learnt to hate them over the years. We have never had heating on until Mid-November because my parents insist that they can't afford to heat the whole house. This makes mornings a nightmare! Once I'm up, I can just about manage. I dress and eat breakfast to music. Music is a significant thing for me. My parents used to be in a band together and my mother is still trying to get a record-deal. She always likes to think of herself as a young and trendy mum. She is really into the house and garage music scene, but me…I'm a different story. Everyone in my family has opposite views on music. My mother and one of my little sisters, Heidi, like pop and garage music. My father, my youngest sister, and I like rock and Heavy Metal. This causes terrible arguments over what to listen to in the car or whilst eating dinner. However, the one band that we all agree on is Nirvana. I am a massive fan of Nirvana and have flags and posters of them all over my room. This is why I listen to Nirvana in the mornings - because nobody minds. By the time I get to school, I am (almost) fully awake. I have to walk to the station and get the train to school so I arrive at school feeling like I've been up for ages. Once I get my brain in gear it doesn't slow down. I constantly think - about everything! I occasionally come out with a random comment, completely off the subject because I've been thinking about it while everyone else is speaking. People have therefore got the impression that I'm slightly mindless because I never know what people are talking about.
Set your alarm at least an hour before you really need to get out of the bed. If you set the alarm for an earlier hour you get to hit the snooze button few extra times. After the third hit, you should have awakened enough to actually rise out of the bed. Fix yourself a cup of coffee, sit on the sofa, and stare into space at least fifteen minutes, but no more than thirty. This gives you time to not think about all that you have to do today.
Music is a large consumption of my daily life and the artists I listen to have shaped me in some way. Listening to music is one of my most time
Music has played a large part in my family mostly due to my mother and her father. As a child, watching them each play was very inspir...
I suppose that after waking up about 4 times I should get out of bed but I feel nauseous at the prospect of another day. Here I am seventeen years old, a time in life when most people always have something going on in the morning, and yet I try my best to sleep the day away.
Music has absolutely been an enormous part of my life and who I am. However,
Music. Music is something that every person has had experiences with throughout their life, whether they seek it out or not. I always thought of music to be one of the most comforting things, for when I was sad, angry, anxious, or any negative feeling, I would listen to “Moonlight Sonata” and it would immediately send me back to the years of Baby Einstein discs that my mom played excessively when I was younger (thinking it would make me somewhat intelligent, I can imagine), or even to my favorite childhood movie: Fantasia. Music had such great power, and it was up until a seemingly normal day in middle school that I thought that to be a positive thing.
Now that were in the middle of winter, chances are school will be canceled a few times. Since schools are savage, they don't give you any free days so you have to make up time. Most schools usually have different types of things they do for making up snow days. That is why i'm glad my schools lets the kids vote for what they want. If my school were to close for several days and we had to make up eight hours I would either choose to make it up on a Saturday, stay an extra hour everyday for eight days, or stay four hours on Saturday and Sunday.
music and books. My father, who passed away 6 years ago, loved to listen to classical
You must be disciplined enough to go to bed early for you to wake up earlier in the day. Discipline is what will get you to higher peaks but it all starts with knowing what you should do and what should be stopped.
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 ...
When I arrive at school, about 10 to 8 I park, load up my stuff and
Tuesday is a day that I have to wake up early because I am taking a class at nine thirty. At nine o?clock, the cell phone, clock radio, and TV wake me up at once. On the radio, NPR news is on the air but I turn it off quickly. From the TV, ESPN broadcasts the results of yesterday?s sports. Even though I like sports, I am so sleepy that I cannot pay attention to result and switch the TV set off. Finally, the cell phone wakes me up but I can not get out of my bed right away. I have a doze at most five minutes.
I brush my eyes awake, feeling the cold seeping in from my window. It’s 9 AM and it’s winter in Minnesota. Feeling sleepy, I stand up and go outside. I love the winter air. It always refreshes my mind and there’s just a cold bite to it that I enjoy. Coming back inside, I boot up my computer, hoping to enjoy it a little before heading out. The winter days swim together, phasing throughout my mind, and I fall asleep again, or I have woken up.
Getting up early has never been something I enjoyed, but I know as I continue to get older it is something that I will have to do. Doing this is easier said than done, it means going to bed earlier, so that I can still get the same amount of sleep, while getting out of bed earlier. Starting this semester, I have 8 am classes, which means getting up around 7 am.
emotions in my life. Many of them serves as a link to my home life,