January 15, 2010, at something something a.m., or maybe p.m. - "Mom, can I go to a store tommorow? Just drop me off over there.", I said. "O.K.", my mom said.
January 16, 2010, at 2 somthing a.m. - I go to bed.
January 16, 2010, at 7:00 a.m. - (alarm clock beeps) I tap the top of the alarm clock.
January 16, 2010, at 7:05 a.m. - (alarm clock beeps) I tap the top of the alarm clock.
January 16, 2010, at 7:10 a.m. - (alarm clock beeps again) I tap the top of the alarm clock again.
January 16, 2010, at 7:15 a.m. - (alarm clock beeps again) I turn off the alarm clock. My eyes
feel sower and sleepy. I force myself to get up.
January 16, 2010, at 7:16 a.m. -I brush my teeth.
January 16, 2010, at 7:20 a.m. - I change into the outfit that I was going to wear to the store.
January 16, 2010, at 7:30 a.m. -"Mom, I ready to go already." I said. My mom's sleepy eyes
looked at me. My mom said ,"Go use the computer. Wake me up at 8:00." What?! Anyways,
using the computer will "kill" time while I wait for my mom to wake up from her beauty sleep.
January 16, 2010, at 8:00 a.m. - After using the computer for about half and hour, my eyes and
my head started to become sower. As the light shined threw the closed blinds of my parents room, the room was still kind of dark yet. "Mom, it's 8:00!" I said. My mom said,"Do you have to go? I'm tired." my mom said,"Can we goat 8:30?" I said. "8:40", my mom said. "8:35", I said.
January 16, 2010, at 8:35 a.m. - It feels like I'm playing the game of "Off and On" or something!
Ahh! The computer is making my head and my poor eyes sower! Here I go again, "Mom, can we go now?" Then my mom said these blah blah blah blah words, "Do we have to go?", "Why do we have to go now?",and, "Wake me up." Oh my gosh!
January 16, 2010, at 9:00 a.m. - My mom said same things, again.
January 16, 2009, at 11:20 a.m. - Ever since 8:35 a.m., I wasted about 2 to 3 hours of my life waiting for my mom to wake-up!
I could of slept but I didn't feel like it even though I felt tired. I feel a little bit disapointed(actually, really disapointed!). The worse part is, my two little siblings(who are mean sometimes) are going to come with me to the store, if we go! This can't be happening to me! They'll nag for toys or act silly!
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