My Nemesis
In every story the main character has some sort of rival that it faces and tries to conquer. My rival would not be a masked villain or some external force like time, instead it would have to be myself. Its not like I have one of those disorders were I have two personalities or that I’m just crazy, because I’m referring to my subconscious state of mind. The subconscious is the existing part of the mind that a person isn’t aware of. Its kind of like instinct or unnoticeable habits because it makes your body automatically do things without you fully thinking about it. Some examples that people might have include biting their nails when they're nervous or shivering when cold.
These occurrences happen to me all the time. In the cafeteria I always shiver because it is freezing in there, or when ever I lay down and don’t think about it, but I cross my legs. But one of the worst things I do is when I wake up for a school day. Every morning I set my alarm clock at 5:50 to wake myself up, but that isn’t always the case. Whenever I hear that alarm clock that early I listen to the song for a little bit and then turn it off and fall back to sleep. So every morning I either get up late and have to rush to get ready for school or my mom wakes me up. My bodies can see theres no light outside from my windows, so it shuts down in a sense and I fall back to sleep. But I have overcame myself once though and it was my problem with waking up.
Every day in eighth grade I had problem with waking up and getting ready for school. Like any kid I would hate waking up in the morning because it was always freezing and all the thinking I would have to do. So I could never wake up on time to get ready for school.
My alarm clock would wake up to an annoyingly repeating beep. Groaning over I would continuously turn it off morning after morning. “Ten more minutes” I would tell myself every day to only fall back to sleep for a good 20 more minutes. So comfy or no school today were some of the lazy excuses I came up with each time just to fall back into my deep slumber. But finally it got too far. On some weekend, I woke up and looked at my clock and saw the blinking little lights read 12:00. Misreading it I thought that it meant 12:00 A.M. So I rested my head a little bit and then noticed that it was light outside. Taking a double take at the clock and I saw the little P.M in the little right hand corner. I felt horrible about sleeping through the whole day because I slept the whole time and wasted my Saturday.
After that experience I had to change and I needed to wake up early to make the best of my day. So now I wake up early and once I’m up, I’m up. I feel like theres more to do while the I have more time in the day and thats why I wake up early. It looks like I’ve won the battle of sleepiness. Oh wait, I lost the battle actually. Not getting enough sleep and leaving the discomfort of my warm, soft bed to meet the cold, horrors of the dark world. The icey freezing blank rock of which we called earth for of its dangers and wicked peop.... Oh wait, what am I saying? Getting up early is a good thing... Right?