That's my day, my day every day, and I've had enough. I'm sick of routines. 

I and pretty much everyone else my age is stuck in a rut, some kind of rhythm where we cannot break it until the 4th of November. On that day everything will change, and our lives will began (sorry I didn't know you said no cheese). 

Routines are one of the most mundane aspects of our society and is somewhat similar to a plan. How have we let our lives become so organised that we're no longer happy?  When happiness is one of the things we always promised to be. 

I think every person loves routine in their life, to some extent, but I never would have wished for something like this. Something so incredibly vigorous that it's affecting every aspect of our lives. When I was little I used to find that during the summer holidays I became bored of a life without routine and looked forward to going back to school, but right now I could not think of anything worse, anything worse than dragging myself out of bed and putting on a uniform. 

Routines are not only sending us insane but it's sending our parents and our families mad too. Everyone is frustrated, angry and stressed and I don't know about you but I've just about enough of being angry and scared. 

The future is getting closer and closer and I thought I would be more scared, but I'm not. I just want to get these three weeks done with and then my life will really begin, and then the routines will cease. 

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