Day 835211/2
It is early morning, 5 am.
I have awoken from a lousy night's worth of sleep, already dreading for the day to start. As the sounds of the obnoxious alarm fill my ears, I pull myself out of bed, feeling utterly dead. My eyes feel cold and crusty; my mouth is the same moisture as old, cracked leather; my body, sore from yesterday's basketball event, is as stiff as the hardest, firmest metal on this Earth. But, I must attend school and my parents would be irate otherwise.
I leave my room and slowly approach the bathroom, where I already feel like this is a bad idea. But nonetheless, education is more important than anything else, and I can't deprive myself of it just because of "a bad nights' sleep." At the same time, I feel worthless and empty, just wanting to go back to sleep for eternity so I can finally arise from dream like a brand new person. Nonetheless, I enter the bathroom. I flip the light switch on. The bright bathroom light blinds me temporarily, but my eyes feel burnt out afterwards.
I don't even want to think about it; just the thought brings chills to the warmest of areas. I head over to the deathtrap that is the bathtub, containing the shower head behind the curtains. I stand there for 30 seconds... 60 seconds..... 90 seconds, not wanting to turn on the shower. "Here we go," I mutter. I slide the curtains to one side, then bend over to turn on the shower water. I quickly step back. I can literally feel the chill of the water radiate from the shower onto my skin. "The Shower Water is too Cold," I say. "It is still too Cold."
I take off my clothes, one by one, until fully naked. Goose bumps are already emerging from my skin like some sickly disease has struck me. I guess that "disease" is the frigid, ice cold water that I am about to clean myself in. I briefly ponder about any methods to deal with the water better. "Maybe I have to be really warm so that the shower water in turn can be warmer, via transfer of heat." "Nah, maybe I have to be really cold initially so that the shower water doesn't feel as cold." "Shoot, both are great ideas, which one do I do?"
By now some time has passed, so I check my phone for the time. "5:36 am" it reads. "Holy shit," I say, "I have to hurry up." I mentally prepare myself for the challenge ahead, like this is some chess tournament, and my opponent is a master player who has crushed the smartest of foes, though obviously I'm not an astute chess player myself. "And I guess I'm not an astute shower p-...person?" I awkwardly say in my mind. (Yeah, I do talk to myself a lot, I can't help it) I place my right hand out to feel the temperature of the water. It's ice cold, as previously expected. I am dreading even more now, and I become more frustrated the more I wait to enter. Finally, I push the shower curtain the other way, and place a foot in the opposite side of the tub. I'm ready...
And yadayada I get out the shower and get ready for school and then the day ends I come back home and I'm like "school wasn't so bad ayyyyy" UNTIL next time...
Topic: The Shower Water is too Cold (Read 20080 times)
