Flighty

I woke up at 8 today because I thought there is Chemistry lesson in school. Went through the messages in my phone and saw Cheryl's message telling me to go swimming. I found something amiss right then. So I rang up Melissa and realised that lesson is TOMORROW and not today. Hang on right there, this is just the first brush, well you can say second actually, after you keep reading on.

On 9 June, there was supposed to be an SS lesson. Again, there was a misinterpretion in understanding the information. Lessons were to start at 9am. I didn't read the letter given and had the false impression all along that it was to begin at 8am. That very day, I was up and hopping at 7 am. But I considered myself lucky given that I only reached school an hour early. No harm done, is there? Read a few chapters of Harry Potter to beguile the hour.

But I guess what happened today was somewhat too irking for me to want to blog it down. One day early before lessons were to actually start. How scatterbrained can I be? If I had actually made my way to school before reading Cheryl's message, I'm so gonna roll myself up into a big ball and die.

Looks like I do live in a faster timezone than you guys. Sighs. I hope, sincerely hope, today would be the last last straw. I'm afraid next time I'd come to school a week early, a month early or who knows a year early? After all, I did check the time for the Chemistry lesson today. I double-checked that it was from 10 to 11.30am. But I left out one thing. The date. I thought today was the 17th when it is actually the 16th. Look, I'm so damned.

There's one thing which I did not bother to do this holiday. That is, to log down the dates when I have activities on into my phone calendar. I always do that. And after today, I did just that, IMMEDIATELY.

Byes.