.::z. 8/8.

what a comedy of errors this morning. within such a short period of time.

i set my alarm clock at 5am, but only got up at 537am, panicking. i was late for the 7am pump class at the gym. should i? shouldnt i? dont be lazy. i should.

i got up, brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, went back to my bedroom. put on my pants. my body ached. i feel drained. its late. should i? shouldnt i? i shouldnt.

i took off my pants, went back to bed. tossed. turned. i cant get back to sleep. should i? shouldnt i? i could still make it for class if i hurry. i should!

so i got up, put on my clothes, rushed out, walked to the bus stop. 555am. where the hell is the feeder bus? 6am. there it is. i flagged it down. the bus stopped in front of me. i reached into my back pocket. where the fish is my wallet?? i must have left it at home. i waved apologetically to the driver. should i? shouldnt i? i shouldnt.

it wasnt meant to be. i walked back to my block, cursing, swearing. oh well. maybe i could get another hour of much-needed sleep.

i reached the void deck. i rummaged through my bag. aaaaaah there it is. my wallet. 605am. should i? shouldnt i? i should.

i'm wide awake now. even if i cant make it for class, i can do something else.

i ran back to the bus stop. 610am. the bus arrived at 612am. reached the mrt station, train set off at 627am.

should i? shouldnt i? zzzzz. next stop, bugis. pump. run.

i am badly in need of a cruising for a bruising. tonight!