Cataclysmic morning

5.27am - alarm clock rang ominously.

5.30 - climbed out of bed slothfully, still knackered.

5.31 - entered bathroom and have my teeth brushed.

5.36 - teetered back to room to check the exam venue.

5.37 - ohhh, so its D3SR6. Wait, WHAT!!! Y does it say Wednesday 27.9.06, H2 Mathematics (1230) on the left column??!! Isnt it supposed to be chemistry today??!!

5.38 - flabbergasted. Felt as if some satanic force has perniciously led me towards the graveyards of discordantly dilapidated and vindictively crucifying death. Incarcerated by this overwhelming feeling for a while.

5.40 - 'Mum, im cabbing to sch cos i studied for the wrong subj. Its math today instead of chem!' Mum: oh ok...

5.41 - wolfing down my breakfast.

5.46 - dashed into bathroom for daily morning shower.

6.03 - burst out of bathroom and scurried into bedroom. Flipped notes precipitately to Chapter 4A - Differentiation l - Techniques of Differentiation and Limits. Smsed crystal, 'thought its chem today instead of math. Studied for the wrong subj. Die...'

6.04 - continued with my attempt to salvage the situation.

6.14 - crystal's mum replied, 'Isnt it math today? ok, just try to do whatever you can. Should not be too much of a problem for you.' (Was too jittery to really remember the exact words)

6.16 - crystal's mum sent another msg, 'Do not panic. Just stay calm.' (Not very sure if those are the exact words as well) Glanced through the msges briefly and carried on reading notes.

6.21 - crystal's msg, 'that was my mum btw. Told u she always looks through my msgs. Dont worry too much ok:)' (Also not very sure if these are the exact words)

6.21 - 7.30 - mugging profusely to hopefully absorb as much info as possible, ignoring the beads of exasperation that began to entrench me from all sides.

7.32 - packed everything and bolted out of the hse.

7.36 - fortunate enough to be able to flag down a cab at sucha short time. 'Sir, could you pls ensure that i reach Raffles Junior College in half an hour? Cos i am rushing for an exam. Drop me off along Braddell Rd pls.' Taxi-driver, 'ok, shall try my best.' 'Thanks.' Chatted with the driver throughout the journey.

7.42 - signs of traffic jam along PIE.

7.43 - 7.55 - egregiously slow traffic for the exit to Lornie Rd. 'Sir, do u think i can make it on time? i need to reach my sch by 8.' Taxi-driver, 'i will try my best but i can't guarantee that u can make it. It all depends on the traffic.' 'Thanks.'

7.56 - escaped out of the bottleneck, back to less heavy traffic.

8.02 - reached rj backgate.

Apocalyptic day for chinyue. 927 catastrophe =(