My Day Personal Narrative Essay

1951 words - 8 pages

My Day - Personal Narrative

Its 06:45 and my mobile phone alarm make's the worst noise that you
could ever imagine. Using it as an alarm clock is the only thing that
it is useful for, the rest of the time it takes all my money off me.
All phones do it, and guess who gets in trouble for the bill. Anyway,
after I finally find the button to shut the dam thing up, I usually
moan till 07:00, about how it is 'too early', and that I should not
still have to be going to school. I'm getting bored of wearing the
same uniform, and listening to the same squabbles going on from the
day before.

At 07:00, I stumble across the landing, walking passed my mums and
dads bedroom, hearing the loud snoring coming from my dad. It's weird,
because you never really know weather you snore yourself, unless
someone tells you, but then they might be lying. I know that my dad's
snoring annoys my mum, because she is always seems to be woken up by
him. I don't know how she sleeps, it must drive her mad, and being a
light sleeper probably doesn't help.

Getting in the bathroom is an easy thing for me in the morning, as my
dad and sister are usually still asleep. They get up at about the same
time, and fight for the bathroom, which puts everyone in a bad mood.

07:30. I am washed and dressed and ready for the same breakfast that I
have every morning, TOAST! I end up with toast every morning because
there are no breakfast cereals that I can stick to. I eat half the
box, and then decide that I dislike it. I probably dislike all
cereals, in fact I do, I hate them. They all taste like cardboard-
Yuk! When I was younger, I was never brain washed to buy the toys
inside, as even if I did want them, my mother would say no, and so she
should, what a waste of money. So I suppose I shouldn't be complaining
about having to eat toast every morning!

07:45, and the sister and father are already fighting for the
bathroom. In about 30 seconds from now there should be a mixture of
male menopause and teenage hormones throughout the house.

My sister is 17 named Stephanie, after Stephen- that's my dad's name.
My sister is one of those older teenagers who have none of her
priorities in order. She can be clever, but she gets 'easily
distracted'. I'll say no more about that. My sister and I get on very
well. We talk to each other about stuff, and value each other's
opinion on clothes.

My dad is into science, well, he likes Science fiction movies, but I
suppose it's the same thing. He likes to think of himself as a wise
philosopher, but he's really a big kid and likes watching the
Simpson's on TV. My dad and I get on great. We have the same
interests, and work good together as a team.

08:00. I'm packing my bag, and rushing about trying to find the books
I need for that day. I should really pack my bag the night...

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