A Not So “Fresh”-Man Morning.

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Groggy and half asleep, I was awaken by my inconsiderate 19 year old brother as he arrived back from a party at five in the morning. Being an older brother he decided to turn the television on and kick back to some music on the couch. He could’ve listened to some alternative or maybe even rock music turned down low, but he felt in the mood to crank some death metal to the max. Since he was listening to a song called “I Bathe In Blood”. I couldn’t really fall back to sleep, “So I just said what the heck I gotta get up soon anyways.” So I put on a pot of coffee and I started my day as a Stevenson freshman.


After I showered and got cleaned up it was time for picking my clothes out for the day. I had some jeans laying on the floor from the previous day , so I picked them up and smelled them, they reminded me of when you leave mayo out and it curdles and gets sour. So I finally came to the conclusion that those pants were not too good of an idea.. I looked around my room and next to one of my many duck statues was a pair of jean shorts, they were freshly washed so I threw them on and found a sublime t shirt to match. I heard the doorbell ring so I ran to the door to let my good friend Aristides in. We hung out on the porch till the bus came because my house is literally the bus stop. There were ton of big kids on the bus so quickly I threw my hands in my pockets to look cool and I felt some paper so I grabbed it out, it was like winning the lottery, a ten dollar bill that was ready to be spent was hanging around in my pocket. So my first day of school began on a pretty good note.