Morning Daze

I've been going to school for morning lectures every weekday this semester. The latest I've been to school is at 10am. My earliest day is on Wednesday, which starts at 8. It's been ages since I've woken up before the sun. The feeling of waking up to darkness and bathing while shivering is a vaguely familiar feeling. The advantage of having early lessons is that I have the rest of the day free for myself. Yet sometimes, morning lessons make me feel so tired that I just want to go home and sleep. I am still getting used to the early mornings and have been sleeping earlier these days. I hope that by the end of the semester, I will have become a morning bird.