Pelajar Bermasalah

It's official, people:

I am the veteran of being late to school.

I'm not kidding. Now, I'm so scared that Pn. Susela gonna notice that and you know, scream in my face or something. The school faculty is now being extremely annoying by counting the days we're late. They have a list of names. And in my class? I am late for SEVEN occasions, which is the MOST. I'm like the Queen of Lateness in 4 Gamma. FUDGE. And who knows! Probably the whole of Form 4! FUDGE. Am checking mails now and then for the so-called surat amaran thing.

Gawd! Who the effing cares?! Most of the time, I'm late for 4 freaking minutes. And there you go: LATE. And what the those green prefects do? They made us STAND AROUND FOR 15 WHOLE MINUTES DOING NOTHING. I get so pissed when they do that. WHY? Because it's freaking frigging pointless. What's the point of making us more late? Honestly, what? Logic, people! Logic? Logic? Where are you, sweet sweet logic? Observe:

I was late, as usual, and a prefect asked me to wait. For what, only god knows.

Me: What're we doing?
Prefect: Wait here.
Me: But why??
Prefect: Because you're late.
Me: So, because I'm late for 3 minutes, you're gonna make me late for 40 minutes... I see. Hmmm...
Prefect: Next time, don't be late.
Me: !!!! *speechless of the stupidity*

I hate it when they do that. Please wait here as we waste each other's time. Uh'uh. Ain't this fun? Most of the time, this so-called 'punishment' took at least 15 minutes. By that time, I already lost a session of class. Fuck that. I am so mad that we have this dumb-ass rules to begin with. So after all that, we go back to our respective classes and the class teacher would say 'Why are you so late!'

I am always tempted to say : 'I'm late for 3 minutes so the smart pengawases thinks that they should make me more late than I already am by asking me to wait for 15 minutes.'

But it will only makes me sound like I'm trying to be rude to the teacher. Besides, some of my friends in my class are prefects so... I guess I'll never win in this situation. It was worse last time. They gave me a freaking body-check. Yeah, like I have the time to lodge a 'barangan larangan' up in my bra. Yeah. Because you know, it's common knowledge that when one is late, we might as well try to bring a 'barangan larangan' and hide it in various places under our shirts. 'Cause it gives us mad adrenaline rush! Yeah, you should see me, while I was rushing to the school gate, I was actually tring to hide a bazooka under my shirt. I kid you not!


Do you think I have the time? Honestly, let's use our brains together now and think : I'm already late so you think I can afford the TIME to put bombs and knives under my shirt?

Where are you, logic?

So, I'm a marked man, as they say it. Pn. Susela could find out about me and hate me. The school could send me 2 surat amaran by now (if you're late for three times, you get one). Hmm, I am nothing like pelajar bermasalah. But since it's too late to clarify that... maybe I could pick up a smoking habit or something... you know, for the mad adrenaline rush...

-- Hah. Pelajar bermasalah. Hah!