D LATE COMER
Saturday, July 22nd, 2006
It has been nearly a month since i entered intec as an ausmatian18. Well, technically, i am a junior but that doesnt mean that i am totally a junior (read: skema junior, yg takut nak wat salah sbb still in a new environment). Due to my special case, I am not like others in my batch which r afraid to break any rules. Im not like others that will wake up as early as 5.30 am and at sharp 7.00am patiently waiting for the bus although classes will start at 8.00 am. No! That is so totally not me! And that’s what makes me quite ‘GLAMOUR’ in my class. But plz dont misunderstood me like i was doin it purposely.
Well, im not proud to tell u this. But, on my first day, first lesson as an ausmatian18, i was 30 minutes late for my computer lesson. Gosh! U wouldnt know how abashed i was to explain n apologize from pn.Azian for coming late to class in front of 28 people that used to be my classmates for this semester.Yikes! Im sure, some of them might thought like this.
"Teruknya budak nih. 1st class dah dtg lambat.dtg intec ni blaja ke apa"
"With this kind of attitude, i dont think she will success in her life"
"Fuh…sebaik aku sempat berebut naik bas td. Kalau tak, mesti aku jd cam dia gak. MALUNYE YG AMAT! MANA LA NAK LETAK MUKA. "
Erm…if u r not living in cemara-akasia, u woudnt know how much disaster it is when it comes to ride the bus. wohoho. kisah perebutan menaiki bas paling dasat r penah dilihat. Beg koyak, sandal tercabut, sakit kena himpit sumer adala.In a simpler word, mmg horrible! And on that day, I went out from my house at 7.55 a.m (i thot, it is the most practical time lah sbb tak yah nak berebut2 sgt. Thus, pn. azian had told us before, that she will only start her class at 8.15 becoz she wants all of us to had our breakfast first) So, kalo nak ikut calculation, mmg smpat la smpai b4 or at least tepat 8.15. UNFORTUNATELY, it wasnt my lucky day. Driver bas nak tunggu bas penuh dlu br gerak. So, i dont have any other solution rather than praying and wishing that in the next minute the bas will start to move. Yes, my wish has been granted but it was too late. Bas gerak kul 8.15. And i arrived 8.30a.m…..(poor me…)
I learnt my lesson and determined that i wont repeat the same mistakes ever. Of course la! MALU GLE k dtg lmbt! Mesti sumer classmates dah ada bad impression of me. So, the next day, which is on Friday I went out from my house slightly early, 7.45am.And of course,according to my calculation, I will be able to arrive at intec on time. I just need some luck and skill nak menyelit masuk bas je. n once again, UNFORTUNATELY, it wasnt my lucky day. dlm susah payah berebut naik bas tuh, elok2 je…after the person in front of me berjaya memboloskan diri,dgn penuh gayanye…..pintu bas ditutup. WHAT THE HECK??? Felt hopeless, I just cannot imagine what kind of humiliation i’ll be facing that day. But to my surprised, when i turned my face to the left, I spotted one of my classmate, Dirza. Yay! I wasnt alone! at least i had a partner. takdela malu sgt.hehe. But she was way…kesian than me. She had waited for the bus since 7.20! ish ish ish. Then I turned my face to the right and i spotted Rahim!Hehe. what a life saver! I tried to send him some kind of nak-tumpang-leh-tak-signal n yay! he agreed. Thanks rahim for the ride! Fuh…with his help, i managed to arrived not that late. maybe 5 min lmbt jela. but still, it made a lot of difference. And thank god again becoz we had islamic studies as our first lesson that day. So, tak perasan sgt sape yg dtg lmbt sbb kena shift class sumer.
And that’s the story of that week. I thought my unlucky days with the bus had over la. But I was wrong! On the next monday (the same day with the world cup-huhu~~ asal france kalah?), my class started at 9. So, I was planning to go around 8.30 and get some sleep after subuh since I cannot sleep that nite.(read: bukan sbb tgk world cup. tp sbb diserang ngan bertubi-tubi oleh nyamuk2 yg zalim). Of course i overslept. I woke up at 8.45! What? Am i late again? I even had planned to play truant that day. But, since it doesnt worth anything, I spent the rest 15 minutes taking shower and riding a bus. I had told my deskmate to miscall me if the lecturer already came to the class. And to my despair, she miscalled me! Oh….What excuses im gonna give Miss Farahdiba? It was my fault anyway. So, any excuses didnt seem convincing enough.So, I just walked to my class with a im-so-sorry-for-being-late face, and she just doesnt say anythinG! HEY! i like her! very understanding lecturer. ahaha.
However…..since it has been 3 days in a row i’d come late to class, I am honoured "D LATE COMER" title.HAHA. malu gle! tp, ble pk2 balik, sbb title ni gak la, den macam glamer kat klas. haha. menarik gak ada imej nih. bak kata hafiz, "otai giler ko sal." n nmpk cool plak mcm nih. 
hehe. Well, im not telling u that im proud of it, but it is just the way i am. coz i really dont like to go early to class. I dont know, but i just feel bored doin nothin early in the morning. (maybe ni valid utk year11 je la..) And I will always be myself. Tunggu bas, paling awal kul 7.30 is truly salwani.
