An Average Day.

Everything begins with sound of that alarm going off which usually is next to my bed. It is not that horrid like those monotone ones out there...on the contrary, it's melodic and sometimes, it helps with my positive mood which comes in light during the said day. At the beginning, I find myself laying on my bed, in the darkness which fills the room and with only one small light disturbing it, that one coming from my keyboard as always. At least it's of blue color and I like blue color. I need about 5 good minutes to get back into reality and find the power to pull away from this space between being half asleep and half awake where you can remember your own dreams. 5 minutes are usually enough unless I wish not to hurry. Before I can move any further and slip out of my bed, I am usually attacked by that cute furball which inhabites my room since the last Christmas time. A bit of licking, some bites and plenty of cute puppy dog eyes staring at me in between are what I need to wake up completely. Unfortunately, that lasts for about 5 minutes as well until Snoopy gets bored of me and moves on to chase his toys and bite his bone. I don't complain any more even though I cherish those moments of my life and those mornings!

With Snoopy being gone, I can finally debate on whether I want to attend my morning classes or not but usually my evil self wins and thus, I leave the warmth of my bed. Preparing myself is one of the best procedures of my morning, A warm shower when some time has been spared for me, new clothes, freshly washed ones and the taming of my hair which takes some time during those wild days. That is all I need and even though I have barely any time left before departing from school, I managed to get a bite or even a gulp of water if not tea or coffee.

An hour later after my awakening moment, I am finally in the train station along with 10 or more other people who are to depart from there with the same train to arrive in their workplaces downtown. Truth be told, I hate short train journeys but I do my best to cherish them and have as much fun as I want. For that, I need only my ipod with my favorite music which I listen for about two hours in the morning and during that ride. The train is full of people, some sleepy ones, some awake and hidden behind the pages of newspapers or books or even ipads. Most never really pay attention to what is happening around them and react only when the voice announces the train station they need to get off. They barely even talk with each other and that makes me wonder where technology has brought us. Do they even communicate with each other anymore or is it always a matter of free wi-fi, of how much battery their phones has and so on? I simply don't get it.

15 minutes pass or 10, depending on how fast the train is during that morning, before I can get off and join others on their way down the stairs. I separate from them soon and follow my own short way to school. The neighbor where that is located is not much. On the contrary, it's full of small business and shops, things I do not really care other than the store across of the building where I spend 4 hours of every week day. First, I visit the bakery for my morning coffee and capuccino and surprisingly enough, the people who work there most of them have come to know me in such a short time. They only need to take a look outside the window and smile at me before putting the cup under the machine for the said coffee to be made. With those two in hand, I proceed further to my destinate and usually I arrive earlier than the teachers even or the owner. During that time, I make myself comfortable outside at the stairs, playing a game on my phone or irritating my friend with messages and emoticons but not enough time for anything else. At some point, I end up entering the class and I can finally enjoy my coffee, revise the things we had done the previous day and check on my homework before class time.

And then it begins...German class...Learning a new language...

It's 12:00 when I leave the school, if not earlier than that. Normally, I hurry off to the train unless I have any plans like meeting a friend or so for a coffee during lunch break or going downtown, something which rarely happens on the every day basis. If that is not the case then I quickly walk to the same station of my morning only to board the train of the opposite direction.

Truth be told, my life is not that adventurous anymore. I attend that school and I return home to study, chat with friends and so on. I need about an hour to put my room in a good order with my dog running between my legs, biting, playing and so on. He is rather adorable but annoying all the same when tiredness kicks in.

During the rest of the afternoon and evening hours, I spend my time online, researching for my courses and in between doing my German homework with care and half love. Sometimes that can be exciting but then again...German is a difficult language to learn with all its rules and long words. You get used to it but there is always a limit. With some free time being left for my own enjoyment, I simply catch up on the series I watch during the week and if there are not some good ones, I put on some of my favorites movies. Anything to spend the day before getting back into writting or finding inspiration to write.

Night arrives and after another warm shower and some time relaxing under the water, I can finally prepare myself for bed. Always new Pjs, some perfume for the final touch, the creation of a braid or two and in bed for the last hours. The best company for me has always been a good book, new or old, I do not mind. But it has to be there with my dog bitting the cover page or my fingers, begging or digging for treats before he retired at his own corner for bed time..

An average day in the life of myself, not much but precious!