Procrastination

My alarm went off. The annoying rings from my alarm clock magnified in my ears as it got louder and louder, signaling me to wake up. I had concluded my alarm was indeed evil. I quickly grabbed the devilish contraption and threw it against my wall. I felt tired. REAL tired. Of course, who wouldn’t be after working the night away, and having about only two hours of sleep. I felt as if I had been doing push-ups in my sleep while spinning around a million times. My body ached and my head hurt, due to the lack of sleep and only food consumption in the last 24 hours being mainly caffeine. I knew I had to get up. I stepped into reality and forced myself to get up off my soft and warm bed. I tried hard to walk and I felt the sensation of my feet actually moving step by step, reaching for the bathroom. Of course I ran into my door and dresser before I was actually aware I was moving, or even standing, but I was up. I was up and tired. I was stressed out and sick. We thank our sponsors: Procra...