Hmm, what can I say, it's been a hell of a week.

I even forgot about my blog totally. Haha.


Tell you what,
I was damn late to school today.
Overslept till 11am.

Was pondering whether I should skip school.
I could have easily buy an MC or wrote a parental letter, asked my aunt to sign it, or even forge her signature.
But I chose to go, to rush without my breakfast and my morning shower.
Even took a cab and wasted a freaking $10 trip. Luckily the driver was quite nice.
Had little trouble conversing in Chinese though. Haha.

So I arrived in about 20mins.
I went straight to LT5 when it was halfway through Chemistry lecture.
And Physics lecture was next, my personal mentor was there, so I reported to her that I was late.
She asked for me after the lecture.

Well, guess what, she was super angry.
Not like I was not expecting it, but what could I do?

Apologising was of no use,
Promising that I won't be late anymore had no effect. Of course, who would believe such claim when the one saying it was late for 4 hours?
Explaining my ponder earlier was useless as well. Why would she listen to my reason when it would all appear as an "excuse"?
Oh well, even showing up to school to face the fact that I'm late was apparently pointless.
Okay, maybe not that pointless, since I at least had less to catch up academically than I would if I had skipped.


Heck, since I never got the chance to say what I thought, and it seems to me that nobody would ever come here [or even if they do, they don't bother about what I write here] anyway, I might as well let it off.

I was thinking of going back to sleep, really, especially when I need it the most at this time of the week, ie. the end of the week.
But it was Friday, and after this day I could finally have a breather.
And I was too lazy to type a parental letter or buy an MC.
Don't even mention the amount of homework and stuff that I would miss. I had enough to handle already. I'm trying to minimise the workload.
So I rushed to school.
Planned to report as late anyway, I mean, of course I would expect a warning or something. But since my latecoming record last year was quite good anyway [2 times for the year], coming late once this year would probably be good enough reminder for me not to be late again.


But what I didn't expect was that I was scolded as if I had fun coming late and making this as a joke.
Maybe because it's how I always appear to be. I laugh my problems off almost every time.
None seems to know, even I often don't know how thick I can shell my inside from the outside.


Okay, I may have a lot to blame.
My phone alarm, which failed to ring after I snoozed. It normally works.
The maid in my place, whom I requested to wake me up if I fail to do so by 6.30am.
The GP homework, which I fail to do during the holiday, and made me stay back until 1am for a few days to finish.
Or even my personal mentor, for thinking that I was "having fun" by coming late to school.


But why must the blame be on them?
I woke up late, 'cause my phone alarm didn't ring.
My phone alarm failed on me, 'cause I snoozed it.
I needed to snooze my alarm, 'cause I was too sleepy to wake up.
I was too sleepy to wake up, 'cause I slept too late.
I slept too late, 'cause I needed to finish my overdue GP homework.
I needed to finish that, 'cause I didn't do it during holiday.

So, I think it's all on me.


Well, who bothers anyway? Haha. I'll just hope things will get back to normal, and I won't have to finish my homework so late again.
And probably I could find out what's wrong with my phone alarm, and reiterate my request to the maid.

00:00
Up, up, and away!

Monday, 3 January 2011