I was supposed to have an exam yesterday at 9am.. BUT..

The night before the exam, I thought I had a pretty solid study plan.

The plan:
To not sleep the whole night and stay up studying.

Reasoning:
"I would have to wake up at 7 something anyway." (The plan was only devised at 4am)

The plan failed miserably...

Reason why:
Decided at 6.30 in the morning that I could afford to take a one hour nap.

Consequence:
The one hour nap became a 3 hour one.

Consequence of the consequence:
Classmates were half-an-hour into the exam when I woke up.

I cannot explain the panic I felt when I woke up. I was in a total mess. And it didn't help that Uni is a fair drive away. About 45 minutes but definitely seemed a whole lot longer. The most excruciating drive ever. Oh yes.. This is one classic example of the speed limit frustrating me. Actually, this is one extreme example. The frustration was enough to kill. No exaggeration here.

But I did get to Uni, finally. Drove into the nearest carpark and parked at the first spot I could see. The nearest and the most convenient spot available. Hehe.... The parking space for the disabled. At that time, my only concern was getting myself into that exam hall.

But in all this, I can still be thankful that:
1. Mark's car was still in our garage (I would not have been able to make it if I were to take the bus)
2. Anne's alarm woke me up
3. I have a gracious lecturer that still allowed me to sit for the exam
4. I managed to finish the exam.

5. I didn't get a summon for misusing the disabled parking space
6. A lesson was learnt.

As memorable and eventful as today's exam was, I would never want to go through it again. I can feel the panic rushing back just by thinking about it. *shudders*

As bad as the day started out, the ending will be a lot better as I am officially on holidays now! ;)

AND YES!!!!!!!