you snooze you lose.

the result of continuous snoozing: waking up at 915, 920, 930 and finally 945. i literally tumbled out of bed in alarm upon seeing the time. the perks of going to bed with freshly washed hair is waking up with perfectly tousled just-got-out-of-bed waves - exactly how i like it.

i threw on a quirky bkk printed tee, a newly purchased red button-down h&m cardigan, black topshop skinnies, trusty charcoal converses and a cutesy knitted white beanie (to partially disguise my bedhead), grabbed my brown leather slingbag and was out the door before anyone could say, "breakfast?" upon reaching the top of the steep path - still huffing and puffing - i bump into a couple of classmates and instantly do a double take, my still-in-dreamland head going: what the hell? apparently the lecturer called in sick, so no class today. damn! annoyed for no real reason of importance, i actually stamped my foot and did a little frustrated jig on the spot. haha. i wish i had stayed in bed. better yet, done as NGR had suggested and taken the train over to his last night. sigh.

stupid stupid stupid.

basically, i was out and in my flat within the span of 12 minutes. this blows.