I wake up to my alarm clock playing Red Solo Cup by Toby Keith. I know I have a 9:25AM I run over to my desk and look at the time, it is 8:50AM I panic and, in a frenzy, get dressed. I look at my clock again and it is now 9:00AM so, I throw on my backpack and sprint down the stairs. Even though I was coming down from the third floor it felt like it was for forever. I then make it to the outside it is a depressing rainy day out; the sun was hiding behind the glum clouds. I realized I would have no time to take a scooter or free bike to class so I had to run, along the way my back pack was filled with notebooks, I could feel them slapping across my back as people stared at me and gave me dirty looks as I ran like a lunatic however, I shrugged them and their judgement off. I get into Harrington and sit down in class, I pull out my red notebook and begin to take notes as my professor starts her lecture almost immediately. I opened and took about two slides worth of notes when I started to get distracted by the rain drops falling on the glass. It was almost like mother nature was counting, “one-two-three, one-two-three” I then hear from my note book a noise. I was startled at first then, I look down to see a stick figure with a pen. He said to me “HEY! Idiot, you gonna listen to the professor today or what.” I then say to this strange stick figure and say “Yeah I will, I just get distracted a lot I have ADHD” I start to take more notes again I see the stick figure hopping around the lines and climbing around. He begins to start drawing another stick figure, it Is my junior year English teacher. She then tells me “Just stop writing it is not like you are going to pass this class anyways your just an idiot” my face starts to get red with a mixture of sadness and embarrassment. I then begin to try and scribble this stick figures out and every time I touch my pen to the paper, they dodge the scribbles. The frustration keeps getting to me, I am never someone to get angry, but I try to watch my breathing and for a while and to my surprise It works. I am focused in on my note taking and I can focus on what I am writing. I am feeling very mindful, I pay no attention to these doodles on my paper as they keep popping up randomly. They are just ink on my paper, they serve only as reminders for me to stay on track now and if I need to, they are now there for me to make sure I am feeling less anxious. I can draw anything as I please, I see the bad drawings which I realize are my ghost audiences and I rip them out of the paper and balled it up, I said “This is my notebook, and you have no place in here.”