Unfortunately, I have class every morning at 9 a.m. At the time, I thought I was making a good decision. I thought getting up early would be a good thing; that I could get up and go on a bike ride, go get coffee with a friend, or finish last night's homework. I have discovered that none of this is happening, and neither is breakfast.

When classes first started, and I was eager to get a good seat, I would wake up a little earlier to give myself time to eat a good breakfast -- maybe some scrambled eggs, cereal, or jelly and toast. Now, I barely make it out the door with some fruit snacks.

I have gotten into the habit of pressing the snooze button five or six times, and each morning I am getting up later and later. This cuts back on my time in the shower. I now have to make the very important decision whether I want to have clean hair, or do I want to beat that girl who enjoys stealing my seat. This also means that I am leaving less and less time for eating a good breakfast.

I have resorted to PopTarts, a cheese stick and and five crackers, a banana and a glass of milk. These aren't breakfast foods. They're snacks! If I had more time for breakfast, I would treat myself every day. I would have cinnamon rolls drowning in the delicious frosting, french toast or pancakes floating in syrup. I would even throw in a side of bacon or sausage. Maybe I would fry up an omelet with cheese, ham, and olives.

Until I kick the habit of pushing snooze, I can kiss the idea of gooey cinnamon rolls goodbye.