[b]Beep.[/b]
[i]“Tired…”[/i]
[b]Beep.[/b]
[i]“Go away…”[/i]
[b]Beep.[/b]

“Don’t want to!” said a voice from under a blanket, flicking his hand out to turn the clock off, but instead, his three fingers knocked it aside to the floor, knocking the battery out of the back. The slight exertion managed to put his senses back within the vicinity of his head, and slowly, a figure in a pair of pyjama shorts and an eyepatch crawled from under the sheets. He sat on the side of his bed, shaking his head from side to side to try and wake up more. After about a minute of it, he got up, suddenly regretting said shaking as he had now replaced tiredness with dizziness.

It was that point that he looked at the clock, and saw what time it was.
“Oh crap!” said Takuma, getting up and running to his wardrobe to try and find something to wear.  After finding a uniform that wasn’t used, he ran around, wondering what he needed to do next before he loaded a load of things into his bag, hoping that some of it would actually need to be used that day. 

“What day is it…damn, I can’t remember what I’m doing today…”
Pausing, he grabbed a chocolate bar from his desk, forced it down his throat like a headache pill, and ran out the door, dragging his bag behind him. He didn’t notice that he was wearing his shoes on the wrong feet, he had odd socks, and he hadn’t buttoned the top three buttons on his shirt. None of this bothered him as he ran out of the door, making his way towards the main building.

In his rush, it never dawned on him that, in his dizzy state, he had accidentally mixed the minute and hour hands on his clock.