Another day comes and leaves. Weeks turn into months and yet... I am not depressed. I actually feel motivated to do things. But why is that?
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Beep"Ok ok..."
Taking my phone from the floor next to me, i lazily swipe snooze on the alarm. I leave it back on the floor and close my eyes until the alarm goes off again. I press the close option on the alarm and open my phone.
I tap the weather app and look at the forecast.'It's gonna be cloudy today... Hopefully we would get snow.'
I lazily leave the phone on the mattress and untangle myself from the comforter. Using my butt as an anchor i swirl around into an upright position. My feet dangle off the bed as i stretch my back and arms.
I find my phone and look at the time.
8:12... Nice nice.
"I have a lecture from 10:30 so i have plenty of time to get ready..."
Talking to myself is a normal occurrence for me. I have kind of excepted and embraced it to a certain extent. My dad still thinks i am talking to him when i am driving and murmuring stuff under my nose, but that's fine.
As i stand up i look back. My bed is a mess as always. And it's too much work to make it... so i just leave it how it is.
Bathroom, clothes, hair... all the normal stuff. I spend an extra moment in front of the mirror to put some face cream on.
'It's great to build new habits...' I keep telling myself every day but i almost never actually do anything.
After that i go and check my bag. I take out all the things i don't need and put in the books and binder with paper in. I have a big holder for my pencils and such that always stays in my backpack. I also have a calculator for any unexpected exams that we may be given. We haven't actually had one such exam yet, but it's always good to be prepared.
When i am done i put my jacket on, slide into my shoes and unplug my phone from the charger. Last check (possibly because i could have forgotten my headphones) and i am off to uni.
The bus is crowded as usual and i just turn on my headphones and plunge deep into the depths of The Metal. After the bus i enter the even more crowded metro and i stuff myself into the overflowing cart. All the people are stacked like sardines and there is not even space to move your arms. A few stops later i get off and on another bus... Crowded as expected.
That last bus takes me directly in front of my university. Breakfast is next in order. I munch on a pastry as i walk from one building to the other until i reach my destination.
It's now 10 and i am half an hour earlier than i should be. But luckily i know that my friend is going to come just a few minutes after me and i will have someone to talk to.
Today is monday and we have a Math lecture from 10:30 to 13:15, then a Math exercise from 13:45 to 15:30 and finally a Mechanics exercise from 15:45 to 15:30.
'It's gonna be a long day.'
I listen to The Architects until i feel a tap on my shoulder. I look up, see my friend and smile.
'Now the day can begin.'
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A Simple Life
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