I woke up and rubbed my eyes. I glanced around my huge fantastically amazingly epic lime green and turquoise striped room. I roiled out of my tall kingsize bed onto a red plush couch. "what's on?"I asked my pet iguanas and pack of pirhanas. they stared at me. I replied "I'll take that as a no". Instead of turning on the tv I slowly stood up and put on my favourite shirt. Poped open my mini fridge and grabbed a pop tart. I sliped the pop tart in my toaster oven above the mini fridge and glanced over at my alarm clock. it was 6:00. Oops. maybe that's why there's nothing on. its Friday last day of the week. I grabbed a sub out of the fridge and put it in my bag. lunch. I then started to eat my pop tart. double fudge rainbow. my faveorite. I slipped on my pants and slipped under the barbell. 60 pounds of solid steel. up and down. 60 times. done. I grab a mocha cappucino. I sit down and sip. I turn on my tv and select netflix . I press play on a tv show. I pulled up the blind. it was still dark out. I grabbed the news letter and read. dance in 3 days. I had nobody to go with and I was just going to stay home, but that was all about to change.
