Night Owl. Night Owl, Night Owl. The Morning is an evil evil thing, and has tricked people into thinking it's a good thing. You wake up like a Zombie, some of you can drink Coffee, somehow able to....like even love that concoction. I don't get it.
When I wake up in the morning, no matter how much sleep I've gotten the night before I am dead in the morning. Often in a bad mood. When I'm at work in the morning and they come in. Morning People, those alien entities who have somehow altered themselves to be....happy in the morning. And they speak to me, happily smiling. It's disconcerting.
"Beautiful day out!" I couldn't tell, the suns not up all the way yet. "Ah what a great morning to be alive." ....I disagree.
It doesn't help that while I was in school, up to my last two years in high school. Every teacher I had first period was one of these Mutants.
(btw: I hold no grudge against morning people. I'm just trying to be funny.)