“Bang! Bang! Bang! Are you awake?” David, Ilya’s brother asked, “you will be late for school. its 8:30am.”

Ilya jumped from his bed, brushed his teeth while making himself a hot cup of coffee, and off he went towards Baruch College. It was one of these days that waking up will be a sin, yet there was no other choice. It was raining cats and dogs, while Ilya was pacing towards the B6 bus, on Cropsey Ave. Suddenly, Ilya realized that he forgot his wallet. He ran back home, grabbed his wallet, kissed his wife goodbye(again), and ran to the bus station on Cropsey Ave. it was 9:00am Ilya got on the bus, which stopped three stops later, and got off 86th st. and Bay Parkway. Ilya crashed the staircase, like he was the stairs-master trainee. He heard the subway conductor announcing that the next stop on the D train will be 20th ave., as throughout all morning Ilya knew that the only chance of making to his 10:00am class on time would be to get to the train that is on the platform, he rushed through, pushed his foot between the shutting doors, and the train dispatcher could not leave unless Ilya would take his foot out from the doors. Then Mark Johnson, the train conductor said “Stop blocking the doors from closing!” “this fool with the brown sweater and mousy face, reminds me of Joshua from college, I despised people like him, inconsiderate to the environment, now everybody is going to be late because of him” Mark Johnson thought to himself. However, Ilya achieved his goal, the door opened, and he got into the subway. Everybody starred, “Sorry” Ilya said. He took a sit on one of the available seats, plugged his ear plugs and listened the some soothing tunes by Fredrick Chopin. Grandpa was the one who advised to listen to Fredrick Chopin, it is Grandpa’s favorite musician. Ilya shut his eyes, and realized that he has so many things to do throughout this week. Get ready for the Midterm in Cost Accounting, Moving out to a different apartment and make sure he submitting all the homework due is only part of his list. The roof was leaking, because of the pouring rain hammering on the subway. “I should not have gotten out of the bed today” Ilya thought to himself.

Looking at the watch, it was 9:45am and Ilya was transferring on the Broadway-Lafayette stop to the 6 train on Bleecker St. Would he be in class on time he thought to himself. he looked to the side, and noticed a stunning couple. She was a blue eyed mulatto with the perfect figure in a red dress. He was 5’9″ white male, with a three day unshaven beard. Suit up in a naval blue suit and white button down shirt. They were kissing, how long had not he had intimate time with his adorable most supporting wife. Is that what we are here to do,  chasing after our dreams and forget our loved ones, and why did we start to begin with. Ilya turned his head, the jealousy of such intimate moments was unbearable. He got on the 6 train and got off on 23rd street station. it was 9:50am, Ilya sipped his last sip from his coffee, and threw it into the green bin. He walked towards the north-east side of Park Ave. and 22nd street. Ilya looked to the right and noticed Novita, a nice little restaurant that he wanted to take Catherine for dinner. “That will be a great us time” he said to himself. He crossed 22nd street and reached the north-west corner of 22nd street and Lexignton Ave. “Beep!” the yellow cab horned “Fu***** As*****” Ilya shouted. Why are they doing this, can not they be more considerate to their environment and surroundings. The red light turned green, Ilya walked into the The Lawrence and Eris Field Building on 9:55am, and flashed his ID to the security guards. Ilya walked into class Dr. Hussey’s class right on time, 09:57am. And to think that it took an hour to get to school.