Golf Course
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The alarm blares in my ear like a bunch of car horns going off simultaneously in a traffic jam. It's one of the most annoying sounds I've ever heard. Especially on days that I have to get up for work or go to a class. I look at the clock and it says 8:00 a.m. Usually I would have a hard time getting out of bed, but today is an exciting day. It's my golfing day at the golf course. I'm suddenly wide-awake cause I know I'm going to one of my favorite places to be on a sunny, hot summer day. Pulling the curtain open, I am blinded by the bright light of the sun. It's like someone holding a flashlight right up to your eyes when you least expect it...