Sometimes, I lay on my bed, thinking about how exciting my COULD be. And thats what I'm doing right as I speak. I hear a knock on my door. Ugh... It's my Mum! I wonder what she has to say.
"Honey, its time to get up," she says, glancing at her watch.
At that moment, I felt like SCREAMING into my pillow and moaning, but I'm WAY more mature than that!
"Fine," I say as I get up very bedraggled.
I walk down the creaky hallway and make my breakie. To be honest, I'm not the biggest cerial fan.
As time goes passed, its now 6:00pm and anytime now my Mums friend should be here.