Woken up by her unpleasant alarm, she was forced to get out of bed knowing that any minute wasted would cause a deduction in her letter grade for her course. After slowly but with a fast pace of getting dressed and ready, she stepped out into the cold wind looking at the gloomy weather while experiencing cold sharp air being blown right towards her face. Avoiding the hunger that is calling out to her from her stomach. Knowing that there wouldn’t be a bus on time to take her to the N train station. She checks the transit application anyway, She then puts on her headphones pressing play for the playlist she updated the night before. After walking 8 blocks full of crowdedness and cigarette odor, she smiles as she crosses the street light right before the station. The station full of like and dislike, again there was no available train for Manhatten bound. She felt frustration running up her back as she gains flashbacks being late to her Music 101 class. Having to stand outside for 20 minutes even if she was late for 1 second. The eyes of classmates staring her down and the deduction in her letter grade really haunted her. As she got on the Coney Island-bound N train she recognizes a familiar face that she seen from school. She realizes that she’s not the only one who has to go through this every morning. The train stops at New Utrecht Avenue, she rushes off to catch the Manhattan-bound D train that seems to be slower than the N train to her. After her mind was weighted with the idea of being late she finally arrives at Bleecker St where she’ll transfer to the local uptown 6 train. With one stop on the 6 train she finally arrive at 23rd St station where she runs up the stairs into the street filled with the smell that would wake all the senses of her hunger. Minute later, she arrive in front of Baruch College, having her ID ready to swipe her way into tardiness.