6 am I awake with groggy eyes. My throat burns like the Sahara desert. I only awaken this early because of my bladder which feels like its about to burst like a balloon. I open my window to the crisp morning air slapping my face. I begrudgingly lift myself out of my soft twin size bed and stumble over to the bathroom down the hallway where I can release the Pacific ocean into the Atlantic Ocean (aka the toilet). My golden stream flows into the toilet making a loud splashing sound as it hits. I could almost feel the shockwave of the yellow water slapping the water, until I realized it was splashing up onto me. I couldn’t believe it. Now I had to not only wake up with barely any sleep, I had to take a shower in order to get the tuna stenched liquid off of me.