I'm about to go to bed tonight, and I will only get 5 hours sleep. I think to myself how wonderful it would be if I woke up tomarrow and I didn't have a job. I could sleep in, I wouldn't have to go through all the crap that I know I'm going to go through tomarrow.

I used to have similar feelings in grade school and junior high. I'd go to bed at night, wishing I was in a different time or place. Not having to deal with school, the bullies and everything else. I think back to those days and remember feeling cringes in my stomach some days. Comparing then to now, I realize that it was a whole lot worse back then.

I won't have Jim Murphy making fun of my velcro shoes, I won't feel nervous playing flag football in gym class nor will I have to start my day out in Mr. Mills' homeroom. So despite the measly 5 hours of sleep that I will get, I can rest assured, knowing that I don't have it that bad.