BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The alarm clock rings. I curse loudly in anger about waking up from my super, sickly awesome, grindin' dream. Then I go straight to my computer and open up Counter-strike. I join my favorite server and immediately start crushing. "HACKER!" they all type. I tell them that they're right, and there's nothing they can do about it. After I say that into my nifty $90 microphone that I bought, I immediately headshot them. When my score finally reaches 75-0, which takes about 4 rounds, maybe 5, I leave. Just kidding, but I did just poop my pants, which was the most exciting part of my morning. Then I pour myself a nice hearty bowl of corn flakes, and dump five pounds of sugar on it. I then pour the milk. I grab a spoon and eat the cereal. I go to School, I come home. I do my homework. THEN I GO TO SLEEP AND DREAM AGAIN! HERE COMES THE NEXT CHAPTA BABY! CAN'T WAIT FOR THIS!
CAN YOU? If you can't, then you're with me and the rest of the people in the world who are cool! If you can, well, you suck.