uhuks

soOooooooRRyyyy!!!

my sister had arabic class in dH today, her new school, and i was supposed to pick send and pick her up for this 3 days coz abanaha is on leave.

and i was ONE HOUR late. no, a bit more than one hour. uhuhuhuhu. i know how it feels when people pick u up lambat. 5 minutes is like 5 hours!!

guess why i was late?

**sNores**

i had a late night yesterday. my brains were totally alive after the meeting finished around 1am. my brains kept on working and working so i couldnt sleep till i dunno what time. but i still forced myself to sleep, coz if not sure esok bangun lambat...

suprisingly, i terjaga at 5 something. i really wanted to sleep again, tapi kalau tidoo... subuh gajah lah nanti. and i didnt sleep after subuh either... itu yang penat sampai amah panggil tak denga at all. she finally called me on my hp, baru tersedar.

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so was i being irresponsible?

yes, of course the answer is obvious.

had there been a class teaching people how to act more responsibly; or how to not ever forget to pick up ur sister; how not to misplace ur tag; how not to leave your hp in office; how not to forget to give ur mum the letter; how not to forget changing the bulbs for a crystal lamp that melts, or basically how to make sure all the tiny2 favours are never missed out, then i'd love to go for it.

maybe this is how it feel when nH says that if there was a class teaching "common sense", then she'd be the first to register.

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oh, another reminder to myself: dont laugh teruk2 please? my manners have never been good, and it seems like it's getting worse lately. =X

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