A Tough Monday

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      Another critical-rush hour happened on Monday. I just went back from Andalucia trip to Granada and Cordoba. I arrived in Murcia around midnight and I planned to sleep directly after I came to my apartment. It was so tiring trip because, before Andalucia trip, I went to Italy. Moreover, the night before going Cordoba, I did not sleep at all. Contrast with Hesti, she would do phonology transcription for the next day before she went to sleep. I already did that before I went to Cordoba.
      I set the alarm at 6 am and went to sleep. I woke up and checked the sky was still dark. I opened my phone and it was still 4 am. I continued my sleep because I thought I still had two hours more before six. Suddenly, I woke up again and it was already 8 am.
Meanwhile, my class started around 9 am. I am a typical person that hate for being late and also it is only several times I do not take a bath before going to class. But because the time was already so close, I decided not to take a shower. I woke Hesti up and told her to get ready. I only washed my face, brushed my teeth, and changed my cloth. While I got ready, I saw her did the transcription very rush.
      Around 8.35 am, we ready to go to campus. It took five minutes from my apartment to the university. When I came to the class, the classroom still dark, and nobody was there. I clearly know every Monday, my classmates will come to the class five minutes before 9 o'clock. Besides, the professor that teaches us also come late. I used the remaining time to check the Aula Virtual to see if there was information from the teachers, while Hesti continued her work of the transcription. When the teacher came, fortunately, we already finished with our business.
     In the middle of the class, I talked to her about how tiring it was after the trips. We still have a lot of trips in the Christmas Break. It will be 12 days visiting seven countries. We apparently now, it will double-tiring. Furthermore, we will have a final exam in January. The trip will begin next week and ready or not we should be prepared. I hope even there will be another critical-rush hour, we can cope with it.

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