What Cliffs Notes Classic Are You?

Grab your sword. Could be monsters.
Text your crush. You think they're into you, but your parents are total hardasses and would never let you date!
Make some cereal for breakfast. No, eggs. No, cereal! NO! EGGS!!!
Roll out of bed and go to work. It's tedious, but you gotta make money somehow.
Wander to the street fair down the road, but mistakenly leave you shoes and wallet at home. You were too busy thinking.

Well, Eric said that Aubrey said that Jared said that your crush was gonna be down at the arcade today. Guess your new fav pastime is Frogger.
You're gonna build the perfect city! But in your mind. The perfect city in your mind.
Work. Then drive an hour to your second job and work some more. Then sleep.
Work in your basement lab. Or kill puppies, whatever comes first.
Patrol the neighborhood. Could be monsters. Or dragons.
Skip me, I'm a mistake!

Not a good idea. You don't do well in crowds. Things might get . . . crazy.
People to talk to, you're going! See, you've got some ideas about justice you want to float . . .
You're kinda fighting with the guys hosting the party, but you've been told your crush is gonna be there, so totally!
No. You'll guard the perimeter. People attract monsters.
Can't. Work. You don't get paid enough for this shit

TO-GA! TO-GA! TO-GA!
This is great! You've got the best mask so no one will recognize you. Except maybe your crush . . .
Armor. Sword. But you wear that all the time, so it's not really a costume.
CAN'T. WORK.
You make your own costume. It's scary how good it is.

You KISSED! Who cares about parents, you actually KISSED!
But what is curfew, really?
Sneak in the back door. Hopefully your 'rents wont notice the black eye from the fist fight you got into. You think your nose might be broken. . .
Tell them how you killed two monsters and saved the neighborhood. Somehow, you're still grounded.
They don't notice. They didn't even know you were gone.

Tuck my sword under your bed. Easy to get to, in case of dragons. Or more monsters.
You toppled into bed. You don't even dream.
Text your best friend. He promised to meet you tomorrow to talk about virtue.
Think dreamily about your crush. Who knows, maybe things will all work out right . . .
Tuck your baby sis into bed, then kick the family cat down the stairs. Two sides of the same coin, you are.