The Fire drill

Yesterday, I finally got to participate in our building's fire drill exercise. My friends and I tried to "excuse" ourselves from it but to no avail. One couldn't take it and decided to go home early. We had to walk down 23 flights of stairs. During the actual exercise we just laughed along the way but as soon as we got out of the building I started to feel my legs shaking. And we had to stand up for about 15 to 30 minutes longer just to wait for everyone to get out. As if that torture wasn't enough my commute to home consisted of waiting in line and standing up inside the MRT. Then I had to walk from the station to the jeepney stop. It isn't a surprise then that I woke up late this morning. I think they call it exhaustion. So instead of going to work today I just stayed at home hopefully to get some rest. . .

Just me,