overefficiency is overrated

so i get woken up at some ungodly hour by my roomie's obnoxiously loud alarm clock. she refuses to turn it off and finally, to abuse a cliche, after what seems like eternity, i decide to get up early and turn it off.

so i'm happily updating my blog, and getting rid of all those drafts (it's a bad habit btw - blogging should be spontaneous and reflect what is on your mind at that moment in time). then i look at the clock, and see 9:30 or sthing, and start rushing to finish. had originally intended to try out the nice bday gift from andrew, but seeing that the shoreland bus would arrive soon i grabbed an apple.

so it's a bloody cold day and the bus HASN'T arrived and i'm wondering if i should run upstairs and get another sweater. and then the tardy bus driver unapologetically makes us clear the bus before my stop cos he's changing shifts or sthing. And THEN i talk to my housemate, who kindly informs me that it NINE TWENTY not TEN TWENTY.

so in addition to being unceremoniously woken up, i missed my bfast! and i'm freezing!!