Your Daily Routine

0600

Arise
Do the eats
Browse helplife for about 15 minutes
Wash
Piano
Paint
Read
Paint

2:00 PM

Do the eats
Sleep .5 hr
Arise
Browse HL2.net
Piano
Paint
Read
A few things in between

10:00 PM

Sleep.
 
Wake up either by my mom calling me for something, or by myself. This is usually from 2:00pm - 5:00pm.

I put my pants on and go downstairs to get a drink. Been chocolate milk lately. I take it upstairs and go on my pc which is what stage I'm at right now.

Then I'll usually go put my contacts in, put a shirt on, etc. Might take a shower if I feel like I need it.

And I spend all my time on the PC until dinner. Then I spend the rest of the night, up to 3am or 6am, on the PC. Going downstairs to make food or something at random times.

All the work I have is done on my PC from home.

Tis a good life.
 
I really don't have a daily routine.
 
wake up, eat, sleep.

basically it's balancing between sleeping and eating

I live a sad life
 
Those without a job, how do you support yourself with no source of income? Or do you have someone else support you?
 
7:00 - Wake up
7:05-7:25/30 - Take shower and other morning stuff
7:40/50 - Arrive at school
8:00 - First hour: Sci-Fi/Fantasy Writing
8:50 - Second hour: Lab band (bring in whatever instrument you own and play it, this case being my friend's laptop and my midi keyboard)
9:40 - Third hour: AP Enlgish
10:30 - Fourth hour: Newspaper
11:40-12:15 - Lunch
12:20 - Fifth hour: Yearbook
1:10 - Sixth hour: Physics
2:00 - Seventh hour: Algebra II
3:00 - School's out

Then I usually come home, mess around on the computer until 5:30 or so when dinner is finished. After dinner, I'm back on the computer until 10:30-11:00 which, at that time, I turn on my TV in my bedroom and watch a little TV before I eventually turn it off and sleep. Weekends are totally different, though, 'cause I'm usually out with friends.
 
Those without a job, how do you support yourself with no source of income? Or do you have someone else support you?

Basically, I still live with my parents but am planning to move out within two years.
 
Wake up, get out of bed, drag a comb across my head. Find my way downstairs and drink a cup, and looking up I notice that I am late. Find my coat and grab my hat, make the bus in seconds flat... I read the news today oh boy.
 
:D I bet that was deliberate.
Oh yeah, you can't even spell apartment right in your location.

Hey toaster-chan, where in Ohio are you. I'd be totally interested in joining your naked bear fights.
 
I don't have one. I have college and what have you, but beyond that there's no set routine.
 
Oh yeah, you can't even spell apartment right in your location.

Hey toaster-chan, where in Ohio are you. I'd be totally interested in joining your naked bear fights.

I can't tell if that's sarcasm or not.

If it isn't, it is supposed to be spelled arpanet.
 
Wake up
Sex
Shower
Breakfast
Sex
More Sex
Maybe some Christmas shopping
Sex again
Eat
Sex
Play guitar / have sex
HL2.net
Sex
Sleep

Replace all instances of "sex" with a random choice of "gaming" and "HL2.net".
 
I go to university so I don't really have a day to day routine, asides from waking up and washing, which I do every day. Oh and internet.
 
I live on the Internet. My name is Sedako. I'm 21 years old. I believe in taking care of myself, and a balanced diet and a rigorous exercise routine. In the morning, if my face is a little puffy, I'll put on an ice pack while doing my stomach crunches. I can do a thousand now. After I remove the ice pack, I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower, I use a water activated gel cleanser. Then a honey almond body scrub. And on the face, an exfoliating gel scrub. Then apply an herb mint facial mask, which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an aftershave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion. There is an idea of a Sedako, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me. Only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our life styles are probably comparable, I simply am not there.
 
Wake up
Shit
Shower
Piss
School
Come home
Shit
Shit and piss in the Shower
Shit
Hl2.net
Shit
Shit
Facef*ck
MSN
Bacon
Sleep

In no particular order that is. Replace all instances of "shit" with "sex with Stigmata".
 
At precisely 7:46 I awake from a deep slumber consisting of exactly zero dreams. I stretch my arms and legs, rub my eyes and then make the 37 steps into the bathroom. It is now 7:47 and I am currently opening my shower door and stepping inside. I turn the shower on; as usual for the first 10 seconds it is bitterly cold. I patiently wait until an adequate temperature is acquired and only then will I commence the process of my washing myself. At exactly 7:52 I turn the shower off and step out of the cubicle, using my towel to dry myself off I then walk the 5 steps to the washbasin. I squirt a small amount of toothpaste onto my toothbrush and begin the 2-minute act of brushing my teeth. After this is complete, I retrace my 37 steps back to my bedroom and start putting on my clothes. After several painstaking decisions on what to wear I manage to be fully dressed by 7:59. I now begin the climb downstairs into the kitchen, the place where I shall be eating breakfast. As I delve into the cereal cupboard the clock strikes 8:01 and GMTV begins again after a 1 minute advert break. Flexing my small bicep muscles I pull a chair to the side and begin to eat some 'Crunchy Nut Cornflakes' awash in a flood of milk. It takes me 5 minutes to eat my bowl of 'Crunchy Nut Cornflakes' and consequently the time is now 8:07. I watch the television for a couple of minutes, pitying the retards of society. I begin to pack my bags for school, making sure I have everything I need. It is now 8:30 and I begin my walk to college.

At 8:45 I arrive at my first lesson of the day, Physics, and take a seat at the back of the class next to my friend called Richard. My teacher, Phil, begins rambling on about nuclear fusion and its benefits whilst often making spelling mistakes that the rest of my imbecile class find amusing. My Physics lesson lasts for about 1 hour and 20 minutes depending on the mood of Phil or Carol (my other Physics teacher). At 10:05 I am waiting outside for a few of my friends to finish their own lessons, during this time I take note of the several morons around me. At 10:07 a couple of friends appear and we wander into town to use our free period wisely. We purchase food and eat it on the wall of the nearby church, throughout all of this laughing at the common folk of the town. It is now 11:40 and time for my next lesson, Modern History. I stumble into the room late after being distracted by a nearby preacher. I take a seat on the side of the classroom next to another friend called James, and we begin the usual routine of comparing our teacher, Pete, to a gimp. This teacher makes no spelling mistakes, but he does ramble on about a load of boring crap that nobody finds funny except myself, mainly due to the fact I am not mentally challenged. After 1 hour and 20 minutes of learning about how Hitler was a 'shit' and how Chamberlain was a peace loving **** wit the lesson ends at 13:00. Once again, I walk outside to wait for a few acquaintances, who luckily for me were already waiting. We walk around town once more, this time stopping to each lunch and once again laugh at the common folk. At 14:00 lunch has ended and I have turned up on time for my next 'lesson' of General Studies. I sit next to nobody as I find all of my class to be most irritating and stupid, my teacher included. Thankfully the hour concludes, after my teacher has tried ever so fervently to make me acknowledge that art is a really important aspect of life, unsuccessfully of course. It is now 15:00 and my third and final lesson of the day begins. I walk into my Maths lesson on time and take a seat next to another friend called Rob. I spend an hour differentiating implicitly, integrating by parts and examining exponential functions. Finally, my brain is being challenged. Fortunately for me, my Maths set is not full of people who have the mental capacity of a Christmas tree and thus conversations are plentiful. At 16:00 my Maths lessons reaches an end and I begin the long trek home.

I arrive back to a cold and empty house at 16:15. I walk in, take my coat and shoes off and then switch the front room fire on. I proceed to the bathroom and relieve myself (shit and piss). I return to the front room, now warmed by the fire, and turn the computer and television on, **** the environment. I spend a couple of hours browsing the internet, playing on TF2 and generally just sitting at my computer whilst now and again turning to watch the TV. At approximately 18:00 I take any homework out and spend an hour attempting to complete it, unfortunately getting distracted by anything and everything. At 19:00 I go to the kitchen and cook myself something to eat and pour myself something to drink. At 19:25 I tuck into my dinner, thinking to myself to never buy microwave meals again in the hope not to perish at the age of 22. At 20:00 I sit down to watch some TV, usually on Channel 4, E4 or BBC3. After enjoying a couple of mind numbing hours of television, I switch to BBC to watch the news. At 22:30 my mind has usually had a healthy dosage of Liberal tripe and I either return to the computer or watch Newsnight or Question Time. At around 23:30 I walk up to my bedroom, get ready for bed, lift some weights and possibly finish any last bits of homework. Finally at 0:00 I go to bed and fall asleep.

The moral of this story is...

DON'T **** WITH ME BITCH!
 
5:20 AM: Wake up. Morning alibutions
6:00: Leave for school.
5-5:30 PM: Arrive home.
5-5:30 to 6-6:30: Computer.
6:30: Dinner.
6:30 to 10-11:00: Computer, maybe a lil' homework, and a shower at one point.
11-12:00: Bed.

Repeat....

Weekends:
About 10:00 AM: Wake up.
10 to 11-1:00 AM: Computer, maybe take a walk, maybe read, maybe watch something, maybe play a game, some food here and there.
11-1:00 AM: Bed.

Repeat on Sunday.....

I live out in the sticks, way North of Austin where all the people from my school are. My life blows. I want out of highschool D :


Edit: Minister, that word wall scared the shit out of me.
 
weekday; getup 6am, school, go to town and meetup with mates or get home, watch tv or play 360, guitar, food, sleep. weekend; mates, alcohol, 360, town, more alcohol, pass out at home or somewhere else. occasional photojobs and getting drunk in other cities.
rinse, repeat.
 
The Weekday

I usually wake up at 11 am, stretch and take a deep breath of fresh air. Brush my teeth, if my facial hair is too long, I shave it. After that I take a shit, when I am done, I wipe and then hop into the shower. Get out of the shower, get dressed and grab my wallet, phone, house and car keys and then i'm out of the house. I get into my car, start it up and let it warm up for 10 minutes reverse out of my driveway and drive onto the freeway back to long beach where I stop by the Bank of America where I cash in my check and deposit all my money into my checkings account then after head over to Steven's house where he gives me the day's manuscript, I read it and depending on what it says I either nod in content or shake my head in disbelief. Either way, afterward we head to the local corner coffee house we get there in one of our cars, we alternate and I get a chai tea latte and Steve gets a caramel 'homo' frappucino; that's the name I gave it. We sit and chat about anything, then when we are finished we part ways. I, once again take a look at the manuscript to etch in my brain the directions to get today's item for today's task. The item is always stored in the P.O. Box(locker) in the USPS location I always go to everyday for the past year. I get the item and it's usually a shake of my head in disbelief when I retrieve it. I can judge what the item will be by the size of the cardboard package it is in. I leave the USPS office and carefully place the package in the trunk of my car, I get into my car and drive to the location where the task needs to be done at. Daily tasks are very random, so each day's is a new place. My task is to deliver the package to that location. After I arrive at the location I have a smoke as I lean on the passenger side of my car. I then pop open my trunk and take out the package which is carried on top of the underside of my arms as my hands grip the box tightly; as the package is almost always quite heavy. When I arrive at the specific location, I drop the package onto the floor, gently and carefully and then walk back to my car. I get into my car and drive back to Steve's house, it's almost always within the timeframe of 3 PM to 6 PM on average when arrive there. He greets me and gestures me inside and always has a bigger smile this time of the day compared to when I see him earlier. It usually means the package had a marvelous drop-off. We chat about the time we are apart, it's always brief and he hands me a check with a payment of $1000 and cash of $1000. After that I leave his house and get into my car, drive back home with a big smile on my face. When I arrive home it is usually from 5 PM to 8 PM where I proceed to take a shower and then have dinner while watching television, after I am done eating I head into my bedroom and go onto my computer.
 
1) Wake up when my first alarm goes off
2) Lay in bed for about 30-40 minutes until second alarm goes off
3) Shower/brush teeth
4) Have a glass of orange juice, and maybe have some cereal
5) Go to class
6) Get food on break.
7) Go back to class
8) Come home and browse hl2.net
9) Do some work or play games
10) Sleep.
 
7:20 Wake up
7:25 Wake up again, and get out of bed
7:26 - 7:43 Shower time
7:44 - 7:53 Wait for bus to pick me up for school
8:05 - 8:20 wait around and do nothing while waiting for the bell to ring
8:25 - 2:30 school shit
2:30 - 3:00 bus ride home
3:00 - 12:00 TV, guitar, video games.
12:01 - (1:00-3:00) listen to music
1:01-3:01 fall asleep
Rest of the time - sleep, then repeat.

Looking back on it I notice 2 things... My day is BORING, and I get about 4-6 of sleep per night.
 
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Good heavens, TC, that's exactly like my day on the interweb, except with less popups and flash games, more random info searches, and a lot more youtube--mostly for music. I think I might get a little more porn in there than you do, though.

So, my 'routine':

- Wake up when I wake up. Look at the window to determine light levels outside--it will likely be dark. Priority is now to find out if it is night or early morning, and establish which day it is.

- Pee.

- Rummage through the kitchen to see what's there. Usually snacks, milk, bananas. Leftover pizza. Sometimes I'll make a sandwich, or even cook something if the mood strikes me. Most of the time when I get to this part of the routine I'm just hoping for some Captain Crunch left in the box.

- Get on the computer. Pretty much follow TC's diagram. I check HL2.net, pop open some music, surf the interwebs.

- Period of general malaise and boredom. While repeating the previous step ad nauseum, I will do a few other things as the mood strikes me. These things include:

- Sorting files. Oh God how did my Temporary Pictures folder accumulate all these files; I'm going to be here for hours meticulously sorting things into the most complex filing system of my own design. This activity is the devil.

- Try and get myself to draw something. This usually fails. At best I'll get myself to open paint and draw with the mouse and my right hand (I'm left-handed), producing some sort of scribble. Or I'll open up photochop and do some inking and coloring that I will usually scrap after hours of work.

- Write. I'm always writing something. If I'm not writing something, I'm thinking about writing something. The most enjoyable of the three activities.​

- Try and remember to use the bathroom at regular intervals.

- Try and remember to eat something. The two usually follow each other, "because I'm already up."

- More computer.

- Shower.

- Read. I have to read at night. Very important.

- Sleep.
 
Well sure I do. I'm a professional bum.


No, seriously, on work days just put "job" in there and push everything back. I will eventually get around to doing all that stuff on a work day, just compacted.
 
Wake up at around 6 usually. Then, excersice, eat breakfast, take a shower, HL2.net until its time to go to class, at which point I go. Afterwards, I return to the computer for some HL2.net/internet/gaming.
Then Simpsons, Family Guy, and other assorted TV programs until like, 11:30, at which point I read until I fall asleep.

Weekends have no routine, since I completely randomise everything then.
 
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