Hell breaks loose

Lo and behold, it's the time of the year again. This time, hell was impatiently awaiting my presence the moment i dragged myself out of bed. My first thoughts werent about heading back to camp without completing my gp assignments or cursing the damn thursday timetable cos we end at 5.15pm...Instead, it was more the fear of facing Andrew Lim with only 10 history essays out of the 60 were had to do. I was already breaking out in cold sweat while on my deadly journey to hell...

The day couldnt be any worse with the 1st period of the day being the history lecture. After assembly, all the history students were scurrying to LT4 for fear of getting blacklisted. The minute AL stepped into the stuffy LT choking with fresh paint, every individual seemed to have morphed into meek little mice shivering in their seats, waiting to hear who would be guillotined first. On the whole, that sinister being had a dark aura around him, was basically tyrannical, intimidating, arrogant, high-handed, authoritative, terrifying, etc. In other words, he fitted all the negative terms one could ever come up with - something not very unusual.

I should start numbering my days very soon.