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An hour is saved, while sanity is hopelessly lost

As the clocks switched for Daylight Savings Time on Nov. 2, over 70 countries, including the U.S., fell back an hour and everything changed. All of a sudden, what I thought was 7:30 a.m. was actually 6:30 a.m. and my body panicked on the inside.

I wouldn’t call my internal clock perfect, but I can usually tell the times to wake up and go to bed.

When I was little, I had no idea what Daylight Savings Time did or what the purpose was. I used to notice it would get a lot darker at night, but as I got older, I wasn’t up early enough to notice the difference.

The first time I was curious about what Daylight Savings Time was was when I saw the movie “National Treasure.” I remember watching as Nicholas Cage recognized that he could still make it to the Liberty Bell on time because the note on the back of the Declaration of Independence was written before Daylight Savings Time was implemented.

The time change has a huge effect on my daily life, considering I’m usually in bed at 10:30 p.m. by the absolute latest. So this whole pitch black darkness at 4:45 p.m. thing is cramping my style.

My body now thinks it’s bedtime at a ripe 5:00 p.m., not to mention I also occasionally get blinded by the setting sun on my way to rowing practice.

On the other hand, it’s awesome how the sun rises earlier now. I no longer have to make the trek from the tennis court parking lot to the front doors of school every morning in complete darkness. There’s always the winter solstice to look forward to, after which the days start getting longer again.

But, until then, my grandma and I will share the same 4:30 bedtime.

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Alison Morrison, Staff Writer
What do you get when you add a “Hunger Games craze,” cookies and cream ice cream, an easy-breezy attitude, Canada, journalism and a deep adoration for peanut butter? The answer is staff writer Alison Morrison ’15. Let’s break down the equation. She admires the spunky attitude of Jennifer Lawrence, and is a die-hard fan of the “Hunger Game” series. She stands strongly behind fantasy, and is not capable of being friends with a person who has never read or seen the “Harry Potter” series. Morrison enjoys reading about Katniss Everdeen most when she treats herself to a bowl of cookies-and-cream ice cream. “There is seriously nothing better on this Earth,” Morrison smiles. “Except for peanut butter.” Well, not just American peanut butter. Morrison is proudly a Canadian, as it is one of her favorite places to visit, but the real reason she’s so fond is because of the Kraft brand of peanut butter that’s not available in the U.S. “Everytime we go to Canada, we come back with jars and jars of peanut butter.” Morrison has taken a strong interest in the art of journalism, and even though she couldn’t fit journalism into her schedule last year, “lots of people thought I was in the class because I was in the Inklings room so much,” she said. Now that she is in the class, Morrison looks forward to getting out there and talking to people. “Interacting with different people is not something you can get from just any ordinary job,” she said. “Journalism allows you to have a really interesting and useful skill set.” Well there it is, the full, broken down equation of Alison Morrison. However, unlike most equations, this one is fun-filled, eager and really looking forward to writing for Inklings in her senior year.  

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