Snum Zz
Morning came. The air was peppered with the sounds of alarm clocks every five minutes.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Groan. Shift. Grunt. Grumble. Snooze.
And repeat.
They rang, we snoozed. They rang, we snoozed. They fell off the bed, we slept on. Nothing could come between us and our sleep. Nothing.
At 9 am I realised we simply HAD to get a move on if we wanted to make it in time for 10 o' clock class. If we could just make it there, like Osh said, we could succumb to the sleep again, in the soporific safety our classroom. We just had to drag ourselves there in time.
We did, by some miracle. Only, class had been cancelled.:|
6 comments:
You know, that happens surprisingly often. I mean that classes that you try hardest to get to often get cancelled.
But the waking up extra, extra late happens quite often as well. Not surprisingly though. :)
Bums!!!hahahahaha. I like it..its hilarious :-D
Yes yes...i believe i cuffed my cellphone on the speaker at one point. It dint like it much...revolting till today it is. I think Parnika is still shuddering at the thought of how fast i drove and how many near misses we had that day to get to class on time.
"Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Groan. Shift. Grunt. Grumble. Snooze."
Gotta get back to college in another month.your article reminds me of the impending doom :'(
same case here ;) we call it bed-hanging.
--wanderlust from The NITK Numbskulls Page
I'm still missing a few eyelashes from that hellish ride, shar!!
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