A Life In The Day Of Me :: Papers

A Life In The Day Of Me My b fertilize knocks. The door opens. Bright light blasts into my consciousness I can non see. I take form out of bed to reduce the longing to return and the cold hits me corresponding a slap. As you can probably tell, I am not a morning person - I never have been. I have learnt to hate them all over the years. We have never had h have on until Mid-November because my parents insist that they cant afford to heat the whole house. This makes mornings a nightmare at once Im 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 move to get a record-deal. She always likes to think of herself as a spring chicken and trendy mum. She is really into the house and garage music scene, but meIm a different story. Everyone in my family has opposite views on music. My mother and one of my atomic sisters, Heidi, like pop and ga rage music. My father, my youngest sister, and I like rock and strong 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 Ive been up for ages. Once I get my brain in gear it doesnt slack down. I constantly think - about everything I occasionally decrease out with a random comment, completely off the subject because Ive been idea about it while everyone else is speaking. People have therefore got the impression that Im slimly mindless because I never know what people are lecture about.