Every Morning. No Big.

Getting myself, Valerie, up and ready to go in the morning is quite the task. First, Lady Gaga goes off on my alarm at precisely 5:43, prompting me to jump out of bed. I turn it off and usually fall back asleep until 6:15. I get up and waddle to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face, then I race downstairs to get my morning glass of ice water - this jumpstarts the metabolism, and then grind my coffee beans and put on hot water. While the water is working its way up to a boil, I go get my clothes on, put on some make up and make a valiant attempt to style my hair, but in the morning it is often just too difficult. The next step is making my way back downstairs for the eating part of my morning. I love big breakfasts so I typically have my coffee, a bowl of raisin bran, fruit, and an egg or peanut butter toast if I have time. Finally, I locate my car keys, open the garage door, roundup my brother and drive out of my house and over to Mariah’s, blasting our car CD the whole way for pump – up. And finally, I arrive at school around 7:20 and scoot to psychology so I am not late and don’t get thrown in the hall way for my “tardiness terrorism” according to Mr. Johnson.