The day began at 5.30. I woke up in a jolt. Am i late? I screamed out. That's pretty normal nowadays, if u are wondering, I often made Joe jumped, waking up like a psycho like that. My head of department is less than impressed with my tardiness. Easy for her to say, she got less class tahn me!! Went to bed late last nite, scrambling to finish marking exam papers. I know I got no one to blame but myself, but, oh tryyyy to read these students essays and tell me if u're not gonna go bonkers having to reread the paragraphs over and over again.  English is not their first language, but looking at their attempts, it look like English is not a language at all to them. Joe stirred. 5.30 he mumbled. 5.30.
I went downstairs to make myself a cup of coffee and vowed to start the day early and relaxing and be all composed and gorgeous when I get to school. Always envy of all those teachers that managed to arrive in school with immaculate make-up and not even a line of crease on their dress. Me? Half of the time I arrive, hair's everywhere, make-up nowhere.
Hmm..5.50..I still got time, I thought as I sipped the coffee..so refreshing! Could never function without coffee. I put my feet up on the footstool and closes my eyes for a brief while.
Damnned!!! 6.37!!!!!!! I'll be late for school!