Get up!

You’re laying in the sun, simply enjoying it’s lovely warmth when suddenly a weird annoying noise reaches your ear. You look up, annoyed, what is that terrible sound? And then, suddenly, the world becomes dark, except for a small amount of light. The light is shaped like numbers. Numbers? And suddenly you realize, that terrible annoying sound isn’t a bird or a hurt animal. No, it’s your alarmclock, brutally waking you. You take a swing at the o so hated clock and miss twice, hurting your hand on the table where the thing in standing on. The third time you decide not to hurt your hand even more and just press the off-button slow and gently. The thing is finally silent but unfortunately, you don’t have time to roll on your side one more time. With a angry growl you get out of bed, it’s still terribly dark outside, as well as inside your room. You stumble your way to the bathroom, meeting way too hard and way too many things with your feet, only because human eyes are nothing like the eyes of cats or owls, which would be handy right now...
And then there is the point where you finally are under that nice and warm shower, it ends when you have to force yourself out of it because you don’t have that much time to get to school. Great... In lightning speed you dress yourself, pack your back and stuff breakfast inside your mouth. A toothbrush across your teeth and finding your shoes can be done at the same moment (no, going to school without shoes is NOT an option!!). When you finally won the battle to get your arms inside the sleeves of your jacket you have just enough time left to grab your bag, rush down the stairs and jump on your bike/train/bus/whatever you take to school.

Every morning the same ritual. The question isn’t how you are able to get yourself out of bed every morning, the question is why your teacher is an actual morning person...