Top Three Reasons Why I Couldn't Get Up This Morning:
1) It was freezing in my room...except for my bed.
2) I had biology first block.
3) I stayed up late last night studying for my chemistry test.
ETA-7am (Estimated Time of Awakening) ATA-8:12am (Actual Time of Awakening)
This morning, the temperature outside at 7am was -2 degrees Celsius. Inside my room, the temperature was around 15 degrees, but factoring in the hallway draft and tiredness ratio, it felt closer to sub-arctic temperatures. My parents are very environmentally conscious, and use the furnace as little as possible, which contributes to the ability to see my breath in the morning. Therefore, when I woke up with my alarm clock, I was filled with despair, along with a mild case of hypothermia of my exposed body parts, my head and hands. As I was building the courage to spring out of my bed and into my slippers, I encountered another obstacle. My very fluffy and warm puppy named Ranger had decided to crawl into my bed. This increased the comfy factor in my bed, thus increasing the awakening difficulty level from a 7 to an approximate 11. The awakening difficulty level (ADL) is a scale from 1-15, 1 being the easiest, 15 being the most difficult. This scale factors in amount of sleep, bed temperature, softness of sheets and bed occupants. My departure from my bed was delayed approximately 1 hour 12 minutes, therefore making me very late for biology, which brings me to my second reason..
My first class this morning was biology, which contributes an "UNNHHAAGGGHH" when it is thought of at such an early hour. Biology can bring about loss of hair, premature wrinkles and extreme feelings of unintelligence. The word "fun" does not occur in this class, as it does in such classes as English Literature and English with Searcy. There is endless notes and a virtually unreadable projector. It is a class taken out of necessity, without much possibility of enjoyment...unless one finds amino acids thrilling. The cold classroom and strange aromas emanating from the tables is enough to make a student crawl back into their bed for multiple hours. When the thought of heading to Biology crossed my mind, my ADL was pushed to approximately a 13, making it nearly impossible to detach myself from my toasty sleeping quarters. I also realized that I had only received a maximum of 6 hours of sleep, due to studying for my chemistry test.
I spent approximately 4 hours studying catalysts, endo and exothermic reactions, activation energy and many other sleep-inducing chemistry concepts. Unfortunately, it was mandatory that I study for this test because otherwise I would fail, drop out of school and become an exotic dancer. Maybe not that dire, but pretty close. I placed high importance on my first chemistry test, and promptly left it to the last minute because I am a self-professed procrastinator. I had to work, being a Wal-Mart slave, and did not start studying until quite late. As the hours dragged on, my thoughts of how I was going to get myself out of bed ran through my head. I had the bright, inspired decision to place my cell phone (used as an alarm clock) on the other side of my room. I set three consecutive alarms, five minutes apart. As the blasting strains of "CAN'T READ MY, CAN'T READ MY, NO HE CAN'T READ MY POOOOKKERRR FACE" scream across my room...I curse the morning and retreat under my pillows.
