Chicken Crowin' on Sourwood Mountain...

I thought that the days of me waking up early for 8 am class were behind me. But slowly and surely, and for some yet unknown reason, I've slowly gotten my body accustomed to waking up around 7 am. This sort of thing didn't happen since my Senior year in high school, when I would wake up at 630 just to get ready to be at school by 7 so I could get parking right in front of the door. Then my first year out of school I scheduled 8 am class at DVC M-F, which meant to get there in time I had to be at the Caldecott tunnel by no later than 715. Eventually that started getting old and by the end of my third semester, I decided no more 8 am classes.

This went pretty good until now. MUS 222 is only offered at 8 am and in order for me to qualify for financial aid I needed to make sure I showed up for class. I thought this would be really hard at first, but now it's been 4 weeks and my whole period of awake-ness has been shifted back 3 hours. Whereas I used to start winding down around 1230-1am, it's not more like I'm getting tired around 930-10pm.

My record so far this semester? Well, I've been on time twice [class startas at 810] and late the other times! But I'm only like 5 minutes late and I sneak in the back anyways, so it's cool. It's just a little weird to be walking around the campus at 10 am and feeling like it's noon.

My point for all this madness? Well, I woke up this morning at 630 and couldn't go back to sleep, so I figured all you good readers out there would want to know.