A Spartan's life
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Halo, or Halo related characters.
Author's Notes: I haven't read any of the Halo books. I only played the games. This is my first story ever so please R&R!
6:00 The alarm clock rings. Since you are a Spartan, you rely on instinct so you smash the alarm clock while sleeping.
7:00 God fixes the alarm clock
7:30 You finally get up and start putting your armor on. Wait, it's Saturday! A day off! You wear normal clothes (size Extra, extra, extra large)
8:00 You run at 70mph to the special training gym located about 30 miles from your home.
8:30 You arrive at the gym, and go straight to the gym.
8:31 You go in, and realize that ordinary men were lifting 30kg weights. You kill the men, run to the check-in desk and demand for the Spartan training gym. The secretary says that since the weights were so heavy, the truck carrying them broke down. You kill the secretary, and phone the truck company. No one answers, so you jump into a warthog, and drive up there.
8:35 As you are going, the warthog breaks down, and you curse loudly.
8:40 After 5 minutes of trying to fix the warthog, you give up and crush it with your bare hands. Then you run the rest of the way.
8:45 You arrive at the truck company, and realize the office was closed for the weekends. You curse for 10 minutes straight without stopping.
8:47 People hear you cursing at the top of your lungs so they dial 911.
8:49 The police arrive and points weapons at him. You just kill them all and take their old M-16s.
8:50 You run back home at top speed (around 200mph), jump into the bed and cry like a baby.
8:51 You wake up from your nightmare and have to start the day all over again.