The morning light blinds you through [[the curtains.]] You blink awake, groggy, as [[your phone]] starts blaring the song "Pompeii" by Bastille blaring. You set it as your alarm in the sixth grade, and have never gotten around to changing it.
[[Get out of bed.]]
[[Snooze the alarm.]]
They're blowing softly with the air coming in through the window. You must have forgotten to close the window last night. The birds chirp softly outside.
Return to your [[morning]].
You turn the alarm off with muscle memory. Grabbing blindly at your bedside table, you hold your phone in front of your face, squinting at the harsh light.
Two texts from your friend, three emails from professors, two Tiktok notifications, and five Instagram notifications.
That seems... like a lot. You put your phone back down and return to the rest of your [[morning]]. You toss back your blankets and sigh, stretching your legs and then your arms. Your muscles burn after being curled up for nine hours. You stand up, debating the next step.
Do you [[get dressed]] or [[eat breakfast]]? Nah, fuck that. It's way too early. Goodnight, Bastille. May you pompeii another day (in approximately 45 minutes). There's four ciders and a mostly-used tub of cream cheese. You have no bagels and no bread. The life of a college student is so hard.
Guess you'll have to look at the pantry to decide what to [[eat for breakfast|eat breakfast]].You pour cereal then milk, like a rational person.
Time to [[get dressed]].Yum. You love feeling like an old woman over a bowl of porridge in the morning.
Time to [[get dressed]]. The day will be made, so long as you can decide on a good fit.
You look in [[the mirror]].
Yeah.
The fit is fire.
Time to [[brush your teeth]] and head out!Easy enough. Your breath feels nice and minty. Time to start your day! Your stomach grumbles, and you decide its time for food, most importantly.
Except, you meant to go grocery shopping yesterday, and [[your fridge]] is looking a little sparse.
[[Cereal]] or [[Oatmeal]]?
You're wearing a vintage Britney Spears shirt and jeans. You look at a sticky note your friend once stuck to the mirror that says "YOU LOOK HOT ;)" and smile. You know its true.
Might as well finish [[getting dressed|get dressed]], though.