Post by bjorn on Dec 4, 2007 13:42:04 GMT -5
"Ugh, morning always comes far to soon!" 16 year old Björn Sigurðsson groaned, as he lingered in his bed. Why did it seem that cold days were always the days, that seemed the most tempting to skip school, and stay in bed all day? He'd never yet, answered that question for himself.
"Thank God, for geo-thermal heating" , he said as he made his way to the shower. turning on the warm water, and letting it cascade down his body. After the musts, washing his hair, and body, he continued staying under the warm water, seeming as to waste time, maybey in having an exscuse for missing school.
As he got out of the shower, he noticed the clock, and noticed he was late!!
"Curses, and I have sooo much to do, curse the weather being so cold! And me having to dress, in many layers." As he dried off,
He began to dress, putting on his thight long thermals under his jeans, his many layers, of t-shrit, hoodie, then coat, and all the rest of the stuff. It seemed centuries, before he finally finished.
As he pulled on his long furry boots, he stepped out of the door, locked it, and was on his way. A small detour by his fathers grave, wich was custom, he did it every day. After he spent some time talking to his father, he began down the paths of his little village to the school.
"As I tell myself, everyday, this might be that day that everything changes, that everything turns sweet, that everyone loves, and is loved, but then, I remmber, its just a fantasy, but maybey, it could happen, ya?" He told himself, and continued to walk down the path, expecting, that today, might be that day.....
"Thank God, for geo-thermal heating" , he said as he made his way to the shower. turning on the warm water, and letting it cascade down his body. After the musts, washing his hair, and body, he continued staying under the warm water, seeming as to waste time, maybey in having an exscuse for missing school.
As he got out of the shower, he noticed the clock, and noticed he was late!!
"Curses, and I have sooo much to do, curse the weather being so cold! And me having to dress, in many layers." As he dried off,
He began to dress, putting on his thight long thermals under his jeans, his many layers, of t-shrit, hoodie, then coat, and all the rest of the stuff. It seemed centuries, before he finally finished.
As he pulled on his long furry boots, he stepped out of the door, locked it, and was on his way. A small detour by his fathers grave, wich was custom, he did it every day. After he spent some time talking to his father, he began down the paths of his little village to the school.
"As I tell myself, everyday, this might be that day that everything changes, that everything turns sweet, that everyone loves, and is loved, but then, I remmber, its just a fantasy, but maybey, it could happen, ya?" He told himself, and continued to walk down the path, expecting, that today, might be that day.....