.Beautiful Disaster.

Phew...Completed my final essay for the semester.

Took me the whole night yesterday to come out with an outline, but ended up not using it anyway when i wrote the essay earlier today...*wat a waste of time*

Woke up at 9am this morning, skipped my last geog lecture cos it was web-casted anyway. Besides, haven't even started typing that essay.

So i got down to work at 10am, hoping to finish it before 3 at least, rush down to NUS before the 5pm deadline and be done with it.

But what happened?! By 3 plus i was still typing, only at 3:45pm did i finish... but still i had to cut it down to a 1000words exact cos I overexceeded by nearly 500...

I finished eventually, glanced at the clock, and freak! 4:45pm!!!
(It takes me nearly 50 mins to reach NUS)

So i changed real quick, and rushed outta e house in less than 10 mins time. It was pouring outside, and i was all panicky. On top of that, i look really bad--unkempt ponytail, drabbily dressed, the works. Hailed for a cab in the rain, fortunately one came within minitues.

The taxi-driver was exceptionally friendly. Asked me a lot of questions... What mattered most however was that he drove fast enough...i reached school at 5:05...and was poorer by 10 bucks...

FASS is a bitch cos of the number of stairs i hafta climb. What's worse, the Eng Lit department was way up on the 5th floor, and i always have difficulty finding it, cos its like at the far right-hand corner. Was panting and praying my lit tutor hadn't collected the essays from his mailbox yet...

And guess what happened while i was thinking all these?! I met Mr. Turner, my tutor, at the stairs itself! Wats worse, i bloody walked past him cos i was in such a rush and didn't really noticed him. But then again, i wouldn't have the audacity to just give it to him there and then...He didn't appeared to mind though, cos i turned the wrong way and by the time i got to the lit department, he was just about to open his mailbox....I called out to him, put up my best smile, and was hoping hard he'd accept it...

And then he said....

"Just in the nick of time! Put it in..."

So niccceeeee! :)

I swear i couldn't have been more relieved.

I thanked him before i left.

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Seriously this gives me added incentive to major in Eng Lit now... :)

--*BiAnCa*--