For what felt like an eternity, I found myself trapped in a perpetual struggle to adapt to the early morning routine demanded by school. No matter how hard I tried, I seemed destined to arrive late each day, my clumsiness only further hindering my progress. The alarm clock, faithfully set for 6 am, began its piercing melody, but my reflexive response was to hit the snooze button repeatedly. With each resounding ring, the vibrations sent shivers through the table, reverberating up to my bed. I continued this ritual, oblivious to the ticking seconds, until a sudden realization jolted me into action. Hastily glancing at the clock, I shot out of bed like a startled arrow, propelled by a mix of panic and determination.