I woke up at 7:00 AM after my alarm clock(s) went of at 5:45, 6:00, and 6:30.  Then my sister woke me up because her alarm clock went off at 7:00.  Isn’t that sad? Four alarm clocks and I still need someone to wake me up.  My first reaction when she said I have a class at 8:00 AM was “I DO NOT!”  And then I was forced to get ready in thirty minutes because it takes thirty minutes (calculated precisely) to get to my 8:00 AM class…which is almost impossible when you’re half awake and your a girl.  The first step is trying to figure out what to wear.  You don’t want to look trashy, but it’s 8:00 in the morning and you just don’t really care.  Yoga pants? Sure, why not.  But then you have to decide on what shirt to wear…another long process of thinking and rummaging through your drawers…and then you get to the bathroom *dun dun dun* the battle between should you wear makeup or just go looking like you got hit by a bus sets in.  Of course, being a girl, you always wonder the what if and you decide to try to look decent because you never know what the day may bring.

Take in mind, I’m stumbling around the house like a drunk person.

Now, it’s winter time, which means you have to start your car ahead of time so it doesn’t stall on you while your trying to back it out of the driveway (this is personal experience talking here).  There is also snow, so you need to clear your windows off (which by the way, I have bird poop all over my car, so I was trying to scrap that off by dipping my wiper stick in the snow).

In the end, I got to class one minute late and still got there on time because the teacher hadn’t come yet and we were all standing awkwardly in the hall for five minutes because we were locked out of the classroom.

By the way, something bit me in my sleep.  I think I have a spider in my bed.

Anyways, I didn’t have time to make coffee in the morning, so after class I went to Starbucks and tried not hit anyone while driving downtown (this is actually a really hard thing not to do…not saying a want to hit them, it’s just hard trying to avoid not hitting them…you get what I’m saying).

Speaking of which, a week ago I went into the ditch on my way home from school, and then I rear-ended someone while backing out of a parking lot (it may or may not have been my fault…we will never know).  To say the least, I’m slowly becoming a not so reckless driver…trying not to be anyways.  I thought I backed over someone in my school parking lot a couple nights ago but it turned out it was just the snow crunching underneath my tires.  Paranoid? I think yes.

So, I went to Starbucks, then I went back to school.  I tried eating my chocolate croissant while driving…but that was a mess.  I had crumbs in my scarf and I decided that scarves are like beards for girls.

That was my morning in a nutshell.  Sorry that this ended up being the most boring thing you’ve ever read, but hey, it’s my life and I’m just getting by.

This is the beginning of Acts of Getting By, there will be more scenes to come.  But in other news, a long awaited for My Obsessions post is in the works 😉

~ Trudi