A Day in The Life of An Exhausted Student

Hillary Moreno-Rosales, Reporter

6:00…6:15…6:30…6:45 I continue to hit snooze. It’s the same thing every day. 

My mom comes into my room yelling asking why I can’t hear my alarm. Why I can’t wake up. All these why’s, but I don’t have an answer. All I can say is that I’m tired. Tired of school, homework, teachers, everything. I get up and start my day. I try to have energy and I try to pretend I’m excited to go to school. But sometimes it’s hard when you’re exhausted.

Here’s the thing. You would think I would be able to sleep for an extra hour because I have first off, but I can’t. Every single morning I go to school dragging my backpack to the library. I always have something to do. There are no breaks. Study for a test, finish homework, write essays, scholarships, apply to colleges, talk to teachers, IT NEVER STOPS. 

My friends ask me why I don’t stay home during first, I tell them it’s not possible, and I’m not the only one. When I walk into the library in the morning, it’s hard to find an empty seat. They’re all going through the same thing I am and I can see it in their sad, baggy eyes. 

6:00…6:15…6:30…6:45…here we go again.

All I want right now is an extra hour of sleep. Is that too much to ask for?