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| Waking Up |
| Now I know i'm not the only one who has this problem with the damned buzzing that manages to snap you out of subconcious bliss. Thanks to alarm clocks, I have to leave my bedroom,( which if it were up to me, beds would be equipped with toilets and a mini-fridge for sheer and utter convienience. ) Granted, i'm not a lazy person...I just dread the things the day contains. The phone that manages to ring while taking the daily shower ( and getting shampoo in the eyes ), the dogs, who can't decide between in or out, and the work. Oh lordy the work. I can manage to struggle through with only slight twitching....but the constant WORK!!! I'm not talking only about housework and homework, i'm talking about how from the moment you get out of your nice warm bed, you have to deal with EVERYTHING!!!! Reality is a bitch, a bigger one than myself....but a bitch all together. When you are sleeping, the only problems you combat are rolling over and snoring on the occasion. Damn if only it was so simple when i'm awake. But of course, life has to be just so damned complicated, & to think, it all begins with a small box screeching into your ear right about the time you just got to the best part of your dream. I swear every time I hear that BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP I am reminded of a giant semi coming to end my life. Which is how I see my alarm clock, it ends the simplest, purest, best part of life you can possibly get. Damn thing. I hate it sometimes. Which is why I like to toss it across the room. I don't know how much money i've spent buying new plaster, paint and other wall patching accessories. Which is one more thing I have to deal with over the course of the day, is fixing the nice new hole my alarm clock left in my wall when it woke ME up. Then there is the matter of replacing it, if I threw it hard enough to break it ( which it deserves. ) As I stroll down the aisle looking for a new alarm clock ( sheer torture ) I feel a sense of sadness, I just got rid of something that I hate, & I have to get a new one to replace it. ( Wow kind of like boyfriends ) I think the concept of having to wake up in the morning is sheer evil and who ever came up with the idea should go play in traffic in the middle of the night, while wearing black, and a blindfold. Whatever happened to doing what you felt like doing, when you felt like doing it?! I guess it's called turning 5. School starts up, and adds the fact that you HAVE to now wake up in the morning. You are a big kid now, no time for dreaming peacefully, off into the horrid corrupt world you go! Learn how to be a big important person in life, so you have to get up all the more earlier. Really now, how could such a damned exsistance begin...with such a tiny little piece of machinery?? Riddle me that batman. |
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