I remember a time when I would wake up at 6:30 every morning just to watch Sagwa, the Chinese Siamese Cat, and then Zaboomafoo. I can't remember what I loved about Sagwa, aside from the fact that it was a show about kittens, but I do remember why I loved Zaboomafoo. The Kratt brothers, Chris and Martin, were awesome! They represented everything I hoped to become when I grew up.

Now, my biggest goal is to publish a book, get married and raise a family. I'm not bashing on raising a family at all, but it's just not what I wanted when I was little. When I was little I always claimed I would never get married. In my mind, I didn't need a man to make my dreams come true. I wanted to work with animals, and do something like Chris and Martin did on Zaboomafoo, or their other show with the name I can't remember.

I wonder where those dreams went...?

Sorry, I didn't mean for this post to be so melancholy. What I actually wanted to talk about was the fact that I've been waking up at 7:50 every morning in order to condition myself to getting up at a decent time in the morning. It's worked, too. Even if I ignore my alarm clock I'm always up before 8:30, which is really unusual for me in recent years. Today I woke up an extra ten minutes early, after getting only about six hours of sleep, and all I can think is that it's my second to last morning of 'sleeping in'. Tuesday morning I'm going to have to wake up at an ungodly hour, like, 5:30 or something, so I can get to school not only in time for my classes, but to make sure we have enough time for my boyfriend to find all his classes. Goodbye waking up at 7:30, a time I never would have considered sleeping in once upon a time.

I am so not looking forward to Tuesday...

- Aimee