You lay there twitching your eyes, scared that if you open them you will be blinded by this random light known to you as only morning. the time of day that you never really knew existed. after about 10 minites of twitching your eyes have actually opened you look at your watch and realise the time is still early and think you have a good few extra hours of skating to what you previously planed last night. but still sublimanily you know that this will not happen. you are now lying there on back, because now from the side in which you was previosly laying has plenty of cold druel on it and is now uncomftable. so you lay there and plan out the seqeunce in which you wil get out of bed and get ready in the quickest possible time so you can get out there and skate...you plot a shcedule of about 20 mins max. after laying there going over your plan makin ajustments for half hour you realise you have already gone over your limit...at this point you jump out of bed in hope you can some how rewind time by doing everything in your plan.....but faster. as you jump out of your bed you dont even check the wether or anything you rush streight to your wordrobe and after another 5 mins of searching you realise that the jeans that were in your plan are not there and are in the wash. you are stuck with another pair of jeans. a less stylish pair of jeans with no where near as much sag or bag to fit your standars of what you call "hip" and amongst that these jeans are faded and have them lil holes you get from holdong your board the holes that your phone falls out through, when you would so much rather be wearing the jeans that you love and have been wearing for the last 4 weeks, the jeans that you have been arguing with your mum with trying to stop her washing because you have explained how having pot noodle stains are now "cool" and in fashion. anyway you accpet the less fortanate jeans. and move on to finding a shirt you then reailse your gonna have the same problem because the shirt left only goes with the nice jeans but in the end you give it a "what-the-fuck" attitude and dont seem to care what your wearing. you leave your room looking like some fashion reject all beacuse the cloths you buy dont have some self cleaning mechanism built into them. be that as it may you still contuin on with your plan of 20 mins after spending another 10 mins gettin dressed. you stagger down stairs since it still being early and realsie how much you legs ache after havin such a good skate the previous day. but on a plus note you notice you have recived the new issue of sidewalk in the mail and take it to the table to read. whilst placing your newly awcired issue of "whats goin on in the world of other peoples lives" on the table you continue to make a bowl of cereal whic was in the plan but you alter the plan so you can read your magazine whilst eating. you check thorugh your cupborad sitting on the floor in the usaul postition that you do whilst tryin to decide on which kinda of wheat snack will suit your taste buds best. you shoose the cinamin grahmas this morning, all beacuse you think today it may be a bit more exciting that the usaul cornflakes. you grab

1 bowl

cinamon grahms

milk

spoon whic you gained one day from a box of coco pops and kept it cos it changes colour according to heat

and eat according to hunger.



after completing your recipe which you follow everyday...apart from sundays cos on that day you normally sleep in all day only to be awoken by your mum calling up the stairs "DINNER". as you sit down with your bowl in one hand you again realise you ahve the new issue os your fav magazine. realising it being new you decide youll read a bit and then eat the food. but being to excited you end up reading it all cos its one of them magazines where you can actually say "i couldnt put it down" and after eventully putting it down during 15 mins of reading you try to eat your cereal in this time it has become some sort of sludge whit mixtures of various shades of brown sometimes with hint of red as you stick your spoon in through the surface layer which hasnt been swimming in milk and is still dry, the surface crack and as the spoon sinks even slower into this sludge of cinamon you can feel the difrent textures of milk engulfed grahams. the ones which are if you picked them up they would sag around like the jeans you wanted to wear but the jeans you are wearing are the surface layer of grahams. eventully you try and eat some of this cereal without thinkin about it this time. you get somewhat closer but still give up on it. you turn to your fridge and nothing takes your fancy apart from an ingredeint that is porbally for dinner later that night. whilst eating this rather large sausage, you notice that the jeans you are wanting to wear are hangin on the line. you check you watch and notice that after spending another 5 mins pondering wether to eat the food you prepared, you think. "yea sure pleanty of time to get changed again" you go out check the jeans and realise there still damp. even if they are damp you still realise the good point of them. but you realise that there are cons to this dampnes effect aswell.



pro's: ther the ultimate jeans.



con's: there wet



pro's: you'll feel happyer in them



con's :you'll feel wet in them

after 5 mins of concideratin you decide to wear them anyway. now as you re-enter you house feeling alot happyer/wetter and not so much of a fasion acident. you reagain the orignal self asteam to get ready quick. you rush around for your bag and realisng that your bag is not nescary since you have still some money in your wallet to buy a drink with. but still you consider your bag since you like having a bag and being in one of them moods you still take your bag even if you are carrying nothing in it. it makes you feel more sercue that if you find something you can keep it. not knowing what you may find but its another one of them securtys which you like to have. as you continue through your escapade of now the frantice rush to get ready knowing that you spent 10 mins trying to sort your brain over wether takina bag or not. you then realise that you dont need anything else and think well ive done everything that i planed on doing quicker than i thought i would. you check your e-mails. you get into a caht on msn and spend another 20 mins with random banter, and then decide that your going to use the word random more often since you have now taken a new likeing to it. realisng how much time you have spent on gettin ready this morning after planign it out to be 20 mins it has actually taken 1 hour 20 mins. still regarding this you think its a nice day and maybe its nice enough to not bother with a jacket...you then realise your not that crazy and carry one in your bag anyway...and then congradulate yourself on keeping the bag. without it you would be hot which reminds yout that you need deodgrant. still congratulating your self on the bag carrying you head out the door and head to the busstop. the same old bustop of everyday which you always wait in hope of a bus coming anyminite.and eventually you come to the terms that the bus might not come. so you get worked up over that until you see a glimps of a large blue/orabge blur on the horizion...realisng its a truck, you look behind it and theres your bus which you have been so longing for as it become more in eye sight you begin to realise how ,uch relif a bus which you get everday ahs given you. you climb onto the bus with all your luggage like you do everyday almost faling onto that old lady the one with the random shopping bag wich is filled with way too much bog roll with this fact in mind you decide to take the upsatirs back seat. in hope that if any of your freinds see you whislt on this bus that they may think you be that much cooler for siting at the back. you seem to not get bored of listing to the same cd in your cd player as it is your only freind for the whole trip and without it you would be so much more lonely and bored but even thought you have others in your bag you dont change the cd because you have come acostumed to the way the each song is like part of the jorney. as you get of the bus you notice the dark clouds over head and you sing your lil ritual inside your head



"dontraindontraindontrain"



still as you realise there may be rain it still doenst ruin your day cos the real reason for comin out is to show of your jeans....i mean to see your freinds. as you finish your article you feel proud over the fact your wrote a skateboard article without any skateboarding invloved.