A day in my life, 06:30 my alarm rings and I know its time to conquer the world or this Psych test I am writing in a few hours. (Heavy sigh)...well that's how I start most of my days, a little scream keeps the doctor away "negative reinforcement" trust me I know. After a few minutes of procrastination I finally hop out of bed. Shower time is my favorite time of the day  because I get to be by myself,  sing and have a little pep talk with myself.  After ten attempts of trying to get the correct water temperature and multiple song shuffles I finally finish my "me time" moment. As soon as I open the bathroom door reality hit, if I am not late I am too early I can never win honestly.  A phone call from my grandmother always starts my day on a very positive note, a little encouragement and a bible verse for sure gets me on a very good mood and I get ready to take over the world after that.

Staying off campus means being earlier than my fellow students in most cases because if you do not wake up you will surely miss the shuttle. Using the shuttle has really helped wake up very early if I want to get all my things done. I get early to my Psychology class and get to chat and discuss the anxiety we have towards the test we're writing. An hour later I get up from my seat with a smile ...wait did I ace that test? One can only hope in these hopeless situations. The following class is SANL of course its Wednesday! The classes are usually timid and moderate, we sit and listen sometimes interact with our lecture. Social anthropology is one module that challenges me but mentally and academically I really do need to sort out my business regarding it.

My day is over as soon as my classes are over. Other than not having a social life I also have tons of sleep so it really doesn't bother me when my day ends early because lucky for me it means more time to sleep. I can strongly confirm I have a pretty similar everyday routine. If it is not the cold night breeze from my open windows waking me up it is hunger. One of the things that I miss about being home is my mom's food because someone please tell how I forget to eat. I am absolutely sure it is abnormal behavior to forget to eat. A bowl of cereal and my favorite show playing in the background for me that is a perfect day.

For the rest of the night I slave away in my study desk until bedtime hits. I can't even remember the last time I slept 8 hours or more since coming to university. Truly speaking am I just a girl trying to survive in this big world. A little prayer and gratitude concludes my day.