Sigh!

 Yesterday, was such an exhausting day (at least for some hours). I lost my car key just a few minutes before I left home for campus! the hell for that moment, it happened at the day of my grammar mid-term!
 It was 11.45 when I picked my bag and other stuffs out of my room, and ready to go. Turned off the computer, checked all the doors, prepared the money and so on before I left. On the next second, I realized I hadn't brought my car key. I forgot where the last time I put my car key! At first I tried to calm down when searching for my key, but when the clock showed it's five minutes more to twelve o' clock, my body started sweaty! (you can imagine -_-)
 I was alone at home. My parents were going to hospital, and my bro was in campus. I still couldn't find where the heck my car key is. I texted my mom, and called my bro, asking for it, perhaps they knew. Unfortunately none of them knew where the key is. My brother even asked me back, "it should be on you, so how now?!"
DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!! The mid-test would start at 12.30! and I was still at home! SO HOW NOW! the half-sweaty and miserable me kept search for it, then my cellphone rang. It's mom. "De, have you found it?" "no, still searching". Then I remembered the spare key.
"mom, where did you put the spare key?"
"I'm not sure, but it should be in one of the drawers in my bedroom."
"which drawer??"
"how about the one beside the make up box?"
"no"
"try the others..as I remember I put it in a red box."
There are so many drawers and boxes in my mom's room. But finally I got it! (thank you mom!)
  I rushed my car to reach campus as soon as possible, as fast as I could, because it was 12.16 already. I was about entering the main road, and found out there was a traffic jam. Actually it wasn't a really bad traffic jam, the cars were still moved slowly and occasionally  moved as usual. (but for that moment, it feels like hell). I entered the Buah Batu highway, the speed of my car was 120km/hr (pretty cool huh hehe). My heart was beating so fast, I was so worried about the mid-test. But thanks God those MJ's songs gave a little peace to my worry, so I could make my inhale and exhale slowly in a while.
  Arrived at campus. Brought my bag out, wiped my sweat, and ran to the B building. I went upstairs to the third floor. I just reached the third floor, which is the last floor of the building, and this sentence came to my mind "THE TEST IS AT C3.01 ROOM! WHICH IS LOCATED IN C BUILDING!" I was wrong so I had to ran downstairs again and ran to the C building. And of course I had to ran upstairs again to reach the third floor of the building. What a miserable thing!
  So finally yeah I arrived at the right room. I walked in, and took a seat. The test had just started for ten minutes. Alhamdulillah I still could join and do the test well (with a sweaty body and oily face of course). The test was pretty easy (sure?) the lecturer was so kind (haha), and I still could use my clear mind in doing the test. So thanks God for giving me this extraordinary experience, but pleeeeeease never give me this kind of thing anymore.