The day when I had that dream I woke up early in the morning and studied a lot and reach college half an hour ahead. It declined my tension and worry. Secondly, I was so worried about losing my job and I had dream in which my manager kicked me out from the work and told me not to come back due to mine unpunctuality. So next day in morning I woke up early and get ready as soon as I can and went for work. I tried not to make any mistake with my costumers and tried to make them happy.
Once classes end around 12 p.m., I head to the café to get a bite to eat, with maybe an hour break. Then I’m off to the athletic field house to watch a film in preparation for the next week’s game and shortly after I’m off to practice until 7 p.m. After eating again, showering and running errands, I only have... ... middle of paper ... ...th my English work. Although, it is a negative now, it will serve as a learning stage in my life, ultimately making me wiser and stronger. In conclusion, why do student athletes have a rough time showing time management? Having to fulfill 12 credit hours, compete in athletics and still mingle and be social with others, can add to the reason why time management is not shown by freshman athletes.
I am not asleep... but I am not awake. When the sun meets the horizon, I wake up to my alarm clock, deprived of sleep. I appear as a zombie, drained of all human life, as I exhaustedly get ready for school. I am only allowed to grab a light breakfast due to time restraints and a forty-five minute train ride to get to school. After eight hours of listening, taking notes, and testing, my mind is exhausted, however, extracurriculars and sports have just begun.
Having a positive attitude to face the problem is the most important things in everyone life. Last semester, I almost missed my final text due to my poor self-control. My friend asked me to hang out with her, at first I was refused, because I had not finished my homework, and I had the final test the next day at 8am, but after a long conversation, I still agreed with to go with her. When I came back home at midnight, the computer was still wide open and it remains me that I still had to complete the assignment. By the time I completed my work, it was very late and I only got four hours to sleep.
It is difficult for me to fall asleep knowing that he’s out there somewhere facing the dangers of the world while I am in my bed “sleeping”. I get nervous everyday just thinking of all sorts of things than can happen to him. I think of him as superhuman, coming home at three in the morning and getting up at seven in the morning to drive me to school. His late night phone calls are the only way to know how he is doing and at what time he will be back home from work. This is not what I had in mind for him as a job... ... middle of paper ... ...work is for me and the rest of my family.
After years of training, I was finally being put to my ultimate test — the test for my first dan black belt in Tae Kwon Do. I had gotten up early that morning and ate just a small bowl of cereal. I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life and was sure that any more food I ate would come right back up. It was seven thirty in the morning, and my test wasn't until nine. People always talk about time flying, and I never really experienced the phenomenon until that morning.
It was seven thirty in the morning and I was already on my way to class because I refused to be late on my first day. It was a particularly sunny day for it to be eight o’clock in the morning. I did not know how my first day of college would go ,but by the way my schedule was shown i might have an easy semester; especially since, my classes were for fifty minutes instead of a lengthy hour and thirty minutes, like how my classes were in High School. The teacher seemed more laid back than my high school teachers. My English professor, Professor Willis, was a man in his early forties, or his late thirties.
For Some Odd & Strange Reason It was a cold and blistering December morning on the campus of SUNY Brockport. Waking up and going to class on these dreadful mornings are a students worst nightmare. But for some odd and strange reason, something possessed me to get up early and retrieve a hot cup of java from the college coffee shop, Jitterbugs. Getting coffee was a regular occurrence for me every Monday afternoon after my classes were finished for the day. But for some odd and strange reason, be it the cold weather, the thought of a steamy cup of Joe or perhaps the dire need for caffeine, I managed to pull myself out of bed and go to Jitterbugs.
That morning at nine thirty on the dot I turned up at work eagerly waiting for it to all begin, waiting became the key word, I had to wait for a whole hour for my boss to arrive I was not a very happy bunny a can tell you that. So I done the only thing I could which was play on the X BOX on the 36inch wide screen television, that kept me happy. When he arrived, to my disappointment he had nothing for me to do I felt as if he was wasting my time, and I really do not like time wasters! He told me just to play on the X BOX some more, naturally I did. Later in the day he found a job for me to do, I was quite excited... ... middle of paper ... ...ow I realise I had a felt quite a great deal of self achievement, maybe it was wrong for me to feel that but what the hell it's a nice feeling and I must of enjoyed it.
Descriptive Essay Just like almost every kid, I dread coming to school every day. It is something about waking up early in the morning and going to a place that I don’t like half of the people, just doesn’t get me excited. I would rather stay home and watch some movies & take a nap, but that doesn’t seem like an option. I wake up at 6 A.M. to the loud, obnoxious alarm going off. I have about six alarms set.