Earlyphobia

One morning at 7-freaking-20, I was pulling into the school parking lot. Now some, like my brother feel that this is an appropriate time to arrive for school. Although school doesn't start until 8 15, getting there an hour early seems to be a good idea. Every morning he tries to persuade me that he really ought to get there before the bell rings and that I'm the crazy one for not wanting to. He chides me for leaving the house at the latest possible minute, and consistently gets angry with me.

But I honestly don't see the benefits of arriving to school early. There's so much time wasted just sitting there being bored and it's awful. I don't particularly enjoy being at school and smelling the stench of awaiting homework. And, I'm partially allergic to mornings so I'm not in the greatest of moods when I do finally make an appearance. I would just rather spend that extra hour or so sleeping or making sure that I have all my stuff together and ready for the day. Or, heaven forbid, that I get to eat breakfast BEFORE I leave the house.

In all actuality, this really isn't my fault. For my entire life, I've been late, so I guess I'm just used to it, and enjoy it. I dont have to sit there and wait for everything to start because it starts when I arrive. But the reason that he wants to be there is that he has a girlfriend and just has to get there to talk to her. For an hour, I don't really understand why he's got to be there that early but whatever.

Maybe he's the one who's weird. Everyone else in the population of the high school loves to get there at 8 13. I hope I have him converted to late time soon. I don't know how much more of this early stuff I can take. ;)