I'm A Morning Person

In the past, I wouldn't consider myself one. I hated waking up in the morning and getting ready and I was almost always grouchy whenever anybody spoke to me. But being in college really made me realize that I am in fact, a morning person.

But Why?
I love the quietness of the morning. Nobody's awake yet and the sun is just starting to peek out of the horizon. The darkness and stillness of the day break is probably the best part of my day and if anything, makes me most awake and ready for the rest of the day.

There was this one morning that I absolutely hated, and it was the morning of my roommate's Biology exam. She has bio at 8am in the morning, so once my alarm rang for 7am, she jumped out of bed, flipped on the lights, and started studying. That morning, I wasn't able to surround myself with the dark-almost morning light, and all tranquility was lost in a flick of a switch. I hated that she was awake the same time I was and I hated that she was taking up my personal space and time that I loved in the morning. I was used to her sleeping in every morning, with no desire to get up and go to her class on time. That morning was ruined.

I'm still trying to figure out why it took me until college to realize that I'm a morning person. I'm not exactly the most energetic at 7am in the morning, but I'm not the grouchy life-hating person in the corner either. I muster up enough energy to put a smile on my face, and with that, the rest of my day is set.