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Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Post-traumatic exam stress.

I woke up. I couldn't see the hands of the clock at the foot of my bed clearly due to my 1000 powered eyesight. The curtains still seemed dark. Hmm. -goes back to sleep-

I woke up again. This time, I got up from bed and squinted my eyes at the clock. "Hm. I think I can wake up at 10am since my Economy's test starts at 11am. -goes back to sleep-

I woke up again. What? why hasn't my maid come to wake me up? Has she forgotten?! My heart beats faster. I look at the clock, it's 11.10am.

I freak out and leap from the top deck to the floor and scrambled through the door. My dad was already sitting at the sofa in front of the tv, waiting for me to get ready..as usual. I begged him to hurry up and we go into the car.

He starts doing his things, like cleaning the glove compartment. LIKE OMG? I jump out of the car, in hopes if I could drive to college myself. I look at my watch, it's 11.15am. Suddenly my dad drives off and I'm not IN the car.

I call him, and he said he was going to follow my sister and spy on her when she drives to work because she wasn't home last night. I see the the navy blue matrix slowly fading away into the distance behind a lighter blue Atos.

I waited. and waited.

And he was back. I got into the car and asked him to drive at full speed. Somehow, a police car was behind and it started to chase us till the matrix overturned. I flung out of the car seats onto the pavement floor. I was freaking out. My dad asks me to run while I still had time.

11.30am.

I couldn't find any transport so I decided to take a bicycle. Okay that didn't work at all.
I see the INTI building very very very far away. I ran around on all fours hoping it could take me faster.
In desperation I decided to flag down a cab, but an Indian lady in a van kindly stopped.

I thanked her for about 5-6 seconds and asked her if she could drop me at INTI's front gate, she said No, and that she only could take me somewhere near there.
I didn't care, as long as it was nearer. Then I jumped into her van and she drove herself and I to a supermarket.
I was confused.
I looked around and started to leap around and run amongst the shelves and racks trying to get out of there. The gray-haired Indian lady in the white sari pushed her cart slowly while I was running on all fours again.

I reached a doorway, why is it all white? It looks like a settlement. I stood at the gazebo and looked farther away and I saw the building. The shape and size of it was still the same. I looked at my watch and it is still 11.30. I got on all fours and I reached this 3-leveled fountain. The Indian lady and my sisters(don't know why they were there) questioned if I wanted to die riding that fountain.

I asked them would it get me there? The first level had the water reaching up to my neck. The other two levels were below and I had no idea where it leads to. Due to my gutlessness, I decided to back out. I climbed up and out of the fountain...

***

My maid pokes my shoulder. Asking me to wake up. She said, "sudahh ***.tiga puluh"
I shouted. PUKUL BERAPA? 11.30?!

Then she said that it was only 9.30am.
My whole body ached and I felt super lethargic when I got up. I slept back and woke up at 10.10am ready for my Economy test. And I drove to college. Just.To.Make.Sure.


It's amazing how I remember my dreams in excruciating detail.

-With ♥,Charissa Ong Ty


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