I could never expect a worse morning. The only time I had some peace was when I boarded the cab. Everything that can go wrong went wrong.

You know, when I did my paper, I seriously suspected that some bone in my hand would be fractured. I was furiously writing and thinking at the same time. No rest for 2.5 hours. It reminded me a bit of the humanities exams. It is impossible to pen down all my arguments. There just isn't enough time. Sigh.. I hope hope hope it is enough this time. And I pray pray pray I didn't screw up my essay. Oh how unpredictable results are. Guardian angel, where are you?

After the paper, I was dead beat, mentally. I fell asleep after dinner and now I am wide awake. It is silly. And hunger pangs are attacking again.