crazy monday mornings

i woke up today praying for classes to be cancelled because of the transport strike. grumpily, i dragged myself off the bed after texting apple & then went straight downstairs to the living room to watch the news on the tv. i had less than an hour to shower and fix my things but i was still on the couch half asleep watching tv! so anyway, it was a big disappointment when the newscaster announced that classes weren't suspended. 45 minutes later i was still walking around the house trying to ready my things. picked up pens, a green highlighter, three notebooks, and a big book & threw it into my black book bag. breakfast? what breakfast? i don't really eat breakfast because the 30 minutes alotted for eating breakfast was sacrificed for 30 minutes more sleep.

on the ride to school traffic was light. with music playing from the earphones, i started bobbing my head to house music until the UST fine arts student in front shot me a weird look. okay, i'll behave. i was seated at the back where the sun shone so brightly that its rays pricked my skin of heat. i started to worry that i might smell of sweat by the time i get to school. so far so good. time check: 10AM. so i ran late again. at 10.30am i entered the gates of CAS and rushed to class. lo and behold! the professor was absent. huffing and puffing, i went straight to the cybernook to kill time.

so that was how crazy this morning was. i'm hungry but maybe food can wait until later after my second and last class.

20 minutes to go and i'm out of here. bye!