College day - up at 7:20, stretch, go for breckfast, go for a shower, go in my room and whilst playing music or having the radio on, do my hair, brush teeth etc (playing the music as i have a sink in my room it’s easier). Then watch cartoons for the remender of the morning until i get dropped (leave the house at about ermmm 8:20.
Weekend - Get up usually around 11-12, stretch, breckfast, usually a bacon or sausage barm if my mums in. Then i go for a shower, get dressed etc, then seee what i’m doing that day.
summer hols - Same as that ^, except for if my mum is not in, like now i make my own breckfast which boressss me. Oh and if the house is free when i get up, for about 1 hour after getting ready i enjoy sitting on the spinning chair, looking to my left and watching tv whilst looking straight ahead and on the pc. and turn/spin between each one allll the time
Typically (on a good day) I get up at 7:00, get a shower, get dressed, do all the little things that go with getting a shower, then I read my bible, make my bed, do a little exercising, eat either Cheerios, Malt-o-Meal, or oatmeal, then check up on Pixar Planet and some of my other forums. That’s pretty much how I start my day.
On school days: I set my alarm for 6:00, then after it goes off the first time, set it again for 6:45. I usually just lie there for 45 minutes, but I set the alarm again in case I nod off. I drag myself out of bed and get dressed, eat breakfast, and prepare my bag for school. Then I read until its time to leave.
Weekends: At my moms, Im usually forced to get up at around 10:00, because we have a family breakfast. At my dads, I sleep in until 11:00-12:30, and breakfast is every man for himself.
Sometimes my dad takes me home with him on Sunday mornings, to save my stepmom the drive into the city where my mom lives (he works near my moms house). On those particular Sundays, he wakes me up at 6:00 and we pick up a coffee for him and an ice-cap (aka: manna from heaven) for me from Tim Hortons. I love going home with him on Sundays. Just me and him, listening to our favorite radio station, the high way practically empty. Sometimes, when we drive through the valley, theres a mist drifting over the road. It may sound overly sentimental to you guys, but Sunday mornings are very sepcial to me
