The alarm rang 4 times and each time she pressed snooze, until 7:20 came and she realized at some point she had to get up. “Ugh! Another long day of school. At least it’s my less stressful classes”, thought Tiana. But maybe I can just skip the first class, no let me get up. Monday’s are such a drag. They say you find yourself in college, but when exactly will that happen. Is it normal to feel like just another sheep in the flock, or are you supposed to feel like your doing something worth while, something with a purpose bigger than getting a degree. “But I have responsibilities and a certain lifestyle I yearn for, so get yah ass up and get ready”, concluded Tiana. She completed her daily morning routine and got ready to exit her home. Wow it’s actually cold today. Tiana looked at the time, “Damn I’m going to be late”, she thought. She walked to the bus and stopped to get a breakfast of cheese-its and one of those oatmeal patty things. Leny texted, “Get out of bed and go to school”. He is her boyfriend of two years and they always try to get each other on the right track when one feels like giving up. “I’m already at the bus”, she replied. The biggest drag about getting up for school, really was the fact she had to commute.

There wasn’t a lot of people at the bus stop, but there was a lot of trash and the incoming bus was packed. Thankful, the L train was empty. She didn’t really observe the people around her much, but she did see this one mother with her three children. Not sure when they got on, but they exited at Wilson ave. The children weren’t dressed up in costumes, but I don’t think they cared much. For the rest of the ride Tiana was lost in her music, like usual. She softly danced and mouthed the words of each song. She wondered if people thought she was crazy, but didn’t really care much if they did. She was tired and wanted to catch a nap in the train but the time flew. She thought might as well spend the next few stops reading. Wow this book is boring. Union square came and she transferred to the 6 to take it to 23rd. “Omg can people move any slower, I need to catch the 6 now”, she softly said to herself. Thankfully a woman in a devil costume needed to catch the train as well and get the doors of the train to reopen. Why don’t people move into the train to create more space, it seems like common sense to me. The train stopped at 23rd street and she exited. Wow I’m not late!