Manic Panic Friday

The reliance of my mum to wake me up on weekdays could no longer be established. My usual time to get up for school is 6.30am where I'll have much time to get myself prep for school, brush my teeth while taking brief naps, splash water on my face over and over again till the sink is splattered with water and so does the mirror, checking any signs of freckles or premature wrinkles, dress up while checking my figure every 15 seconds, comb my hair with much detailed attention to each strand and to have a bowl of cereal while watching CNN. Today was different. My eyes instantaneously awoken and with much hurry, got up from my slumber and ran to my parents' room. "Mum, we're late!" Without any delays, I hit the toilet. BRUSH BRUSH BRUSH. This time no naps. SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH. The sink was miraculously dry. My traumatized mirror was relieved today since I didn't have the time to catch a glance of my face. It was the fastest uniform dress up that ever happened in my life! With a silent and innocent prayer, I prayed that my skirt has been zipped. I then stepped into the toilet once more with bare feet, grabbed the tortured comb of mine and start brushing. My hair was like a nest today with curls in interesting directions and in formations of all shapes. The worst thing was, I couldn't hold all of my hair in one hand and was overflowing with strands of hair! A life of its own, I thought. 'Trying to have it's revenge for imprisoning it in a tight band'. My hands were painstakingly working in cohesion to manage all of that tuft to fit in a tiny hair band. I couldn't spend more time on this because when your carnal instinct roars, you've gotta answer. I lunged for the fridge with haste, grabbed the packets of cereal, poured into the bowl with crackling noise and the swoosh of milk. Eventually, all of that BING BANG CLING CLANK became the 'wake up' bell for the 52 year old prehistoric man...my dad. My famished tummy was roaring like a savage beast demanding for it's meat. With every spoonful of cereal, the tamer it became. No CNN this time and I am oblivious to what happened today. A meteor crashed and E.T emerged? North Korea became diplomatic and friendlier? Paris Hilton learned Add Math? These questions were running in my head as I quickly stuffed everything that was on the study table into my bag. I then head for the shoe rack. Put my school shoes on and left my den.