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Back-dated post by the way.
This was on Tuesday, 1st July. Went to the District Court to show support to a friend who had a court case for breaching a community service bond. The court session was supposed to start at 9am sharp. But I only got out of my car at 9am (fucking morning traffic). Threw my bag and keys on the X-ray belt then ran to Court 10 at exactly 9.05. The bailiffs were JUST about to close the doors as the court session had already commenced and I (looking all hot and flustered) walk in as quietly as possible. Obviously I was looking neither calm nor composed so the Judge (trying to be funny) made a remark about me looking so nervous that it was as if I was 'sweating like a rapist'. Sweating like a fucking rapist? Talk about making a grand entrance. What a 'flattering' and abrupt way to start off my day. All I could do was give him a weak grin and wish the ground would eat me up.
However, on certain occasions, I love making a grand entrance. But most of my grand entrances comprise of people looking at me because I am late for class, or an event, or whatever occasion it is that requires a specific time to show up. I, for one, have almost never been punctual to any lectures. Especially the ones start at 9am (which I try to avoid enrolling into at all costs). I would come into lecture halls late AND looking like a zombie. I’ve always tried to alleviate my being unpunctual (if there is such a word). Yet no matter what, I always fall out of the process of wanting to change it, and in the end I cease to find myself doing that old habit again. Old habits do die hard.
So what are the seven possible causes of why I am (almost) always late?
1. Snoozing my alarm around eight times before I actually get up.
2. Making my way (slowly) to the fridge for my daily dose of OJ and a brunch bar.
3. Choosing several outfits to wear for the day and finding it so hard to choose which one I'll actually wear.
4. Blow-drying and straightening my hair.
5. Forgetting the last place where I placed my lipbalm/contact lenses/cellphone, so 15 minutes is spent searching the house for it.
6. Make-up. I just have to do my make-up.
7. Watching the early morning news, which I get so caught up in sometimes.
These causes don't really occur together, maybe some two or three of them every now and then. But you know what else I call those last minute possible-choices-of-my-tardiness? Bad choices. Not necessarily bad when you do it, but it becomes bad when you know you wouldn't have been late had you not done it.
Ahhh...punctuality...definitely something I have to work on.
Labels: community service, District Court, grand entrance