Day to Day Life

It was simple. Wake up, brush my teeth, take a shower, and fix the hair. Put on clothes, and hurry to my used, dark blue mustang, because I'm always late when I leave. Grab a coffee from Starbucks, and drive over the speed limit to my college classes. Major in astronomy. Minor in mythology. Eat a quick lunch at some random café, and zoom off to the part time job that I work. Waitressing. Not very fun, but it pays the bills. Most of the time, anyways. Drive home, and order Chinese or pizza, because I'm too tired to cook. Stumble to my bedroom, and fall asleep before my face hits the pillow.

That was my life.

It was hard.

It was simple.

Was.

My life was that way until I was 25, and then, all hell broke loose. Now you're like "What? Boyfriend? Got fired? Featured on the news?" Yeah. I wish. That would be a lot less complicated. Of course, leave it to me to land myself in the middle of a space drama. Meet some aliens, get mentored by one. Learn how to kick ass. Fight in an intergalactic Fall in love with a real life E.T. Now, you're like "Okay. Yeah, right. Nice fantasy, honey." But I'm not kidding. It went a little bit like this.