Today was a rather dramatic day, to say the least.

So dramatic, I'd rather be writing it down than be sleeping at this untimely hour of 2 am (when I have to wake up at 7, when I haven't studied for exams which start next week, when all my secrets come spilling out).

I woke up in the afternoon today quite happily satisfied with my adequate sleep, busied around tying up loose ends of an assignment, grabbed my clothes, and headed to the bathroom.

But alas (I'm trying to sound dramatic here), I received an innocent sounding phone call that turned out not to be so innocent after all.

To cut the long story short, and to save you, and me, from the complicated nature of the issue, the phone call was far from pleasant.

Basically, I was shot with many rhetorical questions (so irritating), which I could only answer (the irony) with a "I'm sorry? I can't hear you." (of course that was only partly true)

Example:

"I haven't seen your stories. Who approved your stories? Me? Or your editor?"

"I'm sorry? I can't hear you."

(Obviously no one approved our stories. But that's another story for another time.)

And I was given 2 choices: Either re-edit your 2 stories by 5pm today, or they would be ungraded.

Ok, I said. (what else could I say?)

The call ended, I looked at the clock, it was 3.30. So I have to take a cab down to school, I thought. Even then, I would only have 45 minutes to edit a mountain out of 2 stories. Or they won't be graded.

I called my groupmate, broke the bad news (in quite an angry and irritated state I'm sorry), and rushed off on my mission to get to school in the fastest time possible.

I couldn't remember where I put my clothes when the call came.

I couldn't think straight for a while, actually. It takes some time reeling from being on the receiving end of someone who sounded quite angry over the phone. Someone who holds my grade in his hands. Or they won't be graded.

'Twas really not quite the best news to hear just a week before the exams, y'noe.

But I very miraculously waltzed into a cab the minute I hit the road and was very miraculously whisked away by a speeding cabbie (only good for a time like this).

I reached school, very miraculously composed myself to humbleness, and asked what he wanted to be changed.

Oh very simple, just minor edits. Thanks for coming all the way down, he said.

ooooooookkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

We were done in like 10 minutes thank you very much.

And even so, they chose the wrong, unedited version for the screening in the end.

Oh it's alright, it was too late for them to change to your edited one, he said.

oooooooookkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

Today was a rather dramatic day, to say the least.

And I don't believe exams are next week already. Like, seriously? Cos I still haven't finished your assignment dude!