Nov 25, 2015

Narration Ver.2- Freaky Friday

Freaky Friday
Usually I would say “thanks God it’s Friday!” but on this Friday, this overwhelming Friday, everything didn’t seem to work out. It was really a mess.
        Like a calm before a storm, such a normal morning as usual that I went to my volley ball class. We had a series of practicing and an intense friendly were taken place. My team at last won and everyone was so ecstatic that most of us have improved our skills. After the exciting game I went back to the dormitory for taking a short nap and also get myself ready for the Chinese mid-term we were to have in the afternoon. Therefore, I set an alarm to wake me up. However, it must be an evil trick by some naughty elves out of nowhere that the alarm didn’t warned me about my falling in deep sleep. That is to say, the next time I opened my eyes was almost three p.m. I was shocked at the beginning but a second later I jumped out of my bed. With tears welled up in my eyes, I rushed at my highest speed to the classroom I should have attended ninety minutes ago. Although my Chinese teacher was confused about my being so late, she is so kind that I still got the chance to take the exam.
        Nevertheless, I couldn’t stop sobbing silently at the desk after seeing the test paper without having the answer in my mind and my brain was as blank as the paper. Because of my extreme nervousness and serious headache, my memories of the mid-term studying scattered into messy pieces and it seemed like no complete sentence could form through my panic brain. The time flew away mercilessly, though I struggled for an hour and a half, it ended up in vain. I handed over the paper hopelessly and left the classroom alone. Not until was I almost back to the dormitory that I finally remembered I had a date with my friends and I’m late for more than one hour. What’s worse, when I tried to make a phone call to say sorry, for some reasons, it crashed and couldn’t even power up at all. I was so devastating that I burst out crying right at the moment I reached the assembly spot.

It was a Friday filled with sorrow for being so powerless to uncontrolled situations and furthermore, an unexpected lesson for my carelessness of time management. In conclusion, sure it was not my day, but if I think on the other angle, it may be a sharp warning that I should keep an early hour and moreover always get myself ready for daily schedule.

Nov 19, 2015

Narration Ver.1- Freaky Friday

 Freaky Friday
Usually I would say “thanks God it’s Friday!” but on this Friday, this overwhelming Friday, everything didn’t seem to work out. It was really a mess.
        Like a calm before a storm, such a normal morning as usual that I went to my volley ball class. We had a series of practicing and an intense friendly were taken place. My team at last won and everyone was so ecstatic that most of us have improved our skills. After the exciting game I went back to the dormitory for taking a short nap and also get myself ready for the Chinese mid-term we were to have in the afternoon. Therefore, I set an alarm to wake me up. However, it must be an evil trick by some naughty elves out of nowhere that the alarm didn’t warned me about my falling in deep sleep. That is to say, the next time I opened my eyes was almost three p.m. I was shocked at the beginning but a second later I jumped out of my bed. With tears welled up in my eyes, I rush at my highest speed to the classroom I should have attended ninety minutes ago. Although my Chinese teacher was confused about my being so late, she is so kind that I still got the chance to take the exam.
        Nevertheless, I couldn’t stop sobbing silently at the desk after seeing the test paper without having the answer in my mind and my brain was as blank as the paper. Because of my extreme nervousness and serious headache, my memories of the mid-term studying scattered into messy pieces and it seemed like no complete sentence could form through my panic brain. The time flew away merciless, though I struggled for an hour and a half, it ended up in vain. I handed over the paper hopelessly and left the classroom alone. Not until was I almost back to the dormitory that I finally remembered I had a date with my friends and I’m late for more than one hour. What’s worse, when I tried to make a phone call to say sorry, for some reasons, it crashed and couldn’t even power up at all. I was so devastating that I burst out crying right at the moment I reached the assembly spot.
It was a Friday filled with sorrow for being so powerless to uncontrolled situations and furthermore, an unexpected lesson for my carelessness of time management.