I jerked up from the bed, my alarm ringing out so loud in my eardrums, ready for work as usual and then, I recalled that it was damn Saturday.
Oh, man. I groaned, angrily I took the alarm clock and switched it off, I almost threw it across the wall for it to shatter into pieces and then, I remembered that I will need it on Monday, to wake me up for work and if I broke the poor clock which was doing it's job and doing what I set it to do, that will make me a heartless human being, which will also make me want to buy another one and I don't want that kind of stupid stress. I should have done that last night, switching off the alarm, instead of letting it ruin my perfect sleep.
What the hell.
I dropped the clock on the floor, not caring if that was the right spot, it was supposed to be
