Inexplicable

I should begin my day just like any other days, putting on clothes, wearing make-up, styling my hair, grabbing everything in boh hands and rushing to school. The word 'rush' is applied to my every day routine irrespective how early I get up. Reason? The more time I have, the more fussy I am on my attire. This one fails to match with that one, that one can't go well with this one ........ It's endless no matter how full the wardrobe is. I carried on with my usual routine and thought that it would be just another perfect day. Things in mind: Go to the Telekom Office to fix the upgrading stuff, go to one of the boutiques to spend a few bucks, go to the agency to book the tickets, go to the photostat shop to make several copies of notes ......

Things changed the moment it entered second period. Something was wrong after I got up from downstairs. I could feel my heartbeat, I could even hear it. It was pumping rapidly, as though I'd just completed a 400-metre track. What 's going on? Back to my place, sat for a moment, yet the throbbing sensation could still be clearly felt. I did not have a choice as I had to enter a class on the third period. I left the common room earlier by 5 minutes and I took a really slow and steady walk to the classroom. First time since the beginning of the year that I actually allowed myself to walk in such a small pace and it took me 5 minutes to reach the block. Luckily it was their revision time and I needn't teach. I never sat down in class before unless I'm conducting the oral test as I always bear in mind that teachers mustn't sit during the lesson. I surrendered today. The moment I reached the class, I went straight to the teacher's table and sat there till the next bell rang. After class, I returned to the common room and sat still without doing anything. Everything returned to normal till the break. After the break, I went to another class and I was perfectly normal, just like the usual energetic me. I talked aloud in the class, I carried out the discussion with students and things went on smoothly again. However, the throbbing sensation came back again at around noon. This time, I could tell that it was even worse than morning. I had to enter another class half an hour later and it was not an invigilation. That means I had to teach in the class. Couldn't be bothered by it anymore, I had to finish my job by hook or by crook. I walked gently to the classroom only to notice that they were actually about to arrange the desks for the exam. What a relief! I urged them to do it on their own and I got myself a place to sit not far from the classroom. 15 minutes passed and their work was almost done. Well, I went back and asked them to study on the coming paper. I told them that the paper is very important. Those cute girls told me that they are scared of this paper even when I assured them that it was just about calculations. I sat at the back and watched the class from the back. Some students from the next door popped in without realising that I was actually in the classroom. I was counting my blessings for having such a wonderful class with a bunch of wonderful girls. They did not create any trouble nor run around like monkeys even though I was not teaching.

I waited for ages for the bell to ring and I left the class immediately. Grabbed my bags and hopped into my car and sped off. Went straight home and forced myself into sleep. When I opened my eyes again, I found that it was getting late and the rain had started. I had no time for all the things which I had arranged in advance. Looks like I have to cramp everything in one tomorrow. Hopefully nothing similar happens tomorrow. Thank goodness.