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Nobody should have to witness 6:00 in the morning.  I despised 6:00 in the morning.  It was dark.  It was cold.  I was always tired.  While nobody has ever given me a good enough reason for me to be up, I'd get up anyway like a good little boy.  "But Neil," my mother would say, "school is important."  If it was so important, they'd start it later when we were all more well-rested.