You might think that this situation only happens in the morning but, this is actually 4.25 pm. The genius Justin's plan was to take a nap at 3pm, wake up at 4pm, go through the dreaded KL jam, and make it for class at 5pm.
Justin threw on his favorite yellow HOT DAVES tee, slipped on in his black wrangler jeans, grabbed his car keys and stormed out the house only to storm back in because he forgot to ambil his school bag. "die lah die lah". He drove like a madman, swerving in and out of traffic dangerously, pretty sure making other people curse and hurl vulgarities at him. "Die, die, die...." he screamed in his head pretty sure he would be locked out of the class.
You see his music business lecturer also happens to be his record label operations lecturer which of course is very strict on punctuality and attendance. He would lock the door after a ten minutes grace period. So in this case he would lock the door at 5.10pm.
'Die la.. the stupid traffic light quick lah quick! Die die..'
'Die die.. Why this lorry so slow wan! Lemme cut lemme cut..'
Justin try to calm himself down by drinking a gulp of water while glancing at the dashboard clock:
4.44pm
He managed to chuckle at the irony and returned to cause major mayhem on the highway. After swerving at a few cars, and receiving multiple honks from annoyed drivers, Justin finally reached his destination and managed to park illegally at McDonalds. He rushed towards the front doors only to realize he forgot his id, then rushed back to his car, grabbed the id, and rushed back inside again.
He pressed the button on the lift, which was forever now dubbed as the "emo" lift, because it took FOREVER to come. Justin tapped his feet impatiently as he watched the electronic numbers change from level 5, all the way to G. After what felt like an eternity, the double doors of the lift drew open all too slowly. He tapped at level 2 repeatedly, as if it would go faster if he did that, and it made its ascend even more slowly than ever.
The time read 5.05, "YES, I COULD ACTUALLY MAKE IT!" Justin thought to himself. he ran helter-skelter to his class, when suddenly, he saw a notice pasted on the door.
"Dear students, we regret to inform you that Mr. Davidson has cancelled his class due to unforeseen circumstances. . . "
Justin. was. . . .
he. went. crazy. on. the. inside.
and. couldn't. move. for. a. few. moments.
His heart died a little, or exploded inside, he couldn't tell.
He emo-ed at mata bistro for awhile.
drove home in the bloody jam.
reached home.
ate.
slept again.
...and wrote a blog post.
and then got a certain brilliant someone to finish the blog post for him.
awesome.
He managed to chuckle at the irony and returned to cause major mayhem on the highway. After swerving at a few cars, and receiving multiple honks from annoyed drivers, Justin finally reached his destination and managed to park illegally at McDonalds. He rushed towards the front doors only to realize he forgot his id, then rushed back to his car, grabbed the id, and rushed back inside again.
He pressed the button on the lift, which was forever now dubbed as the "emo" lift, because it took FOREVER to come. Justin tapped his feet impatiently as he watched the electronic numbers change from level 5, all the way to G. After what felt like an eternity, the double doors of the lift drew open all too slowly. He tapped at level 2 repeatedly, as if it would go faster if he did that, and it made its ascend even more slowly than ever.
The time read 5.05, "YES, I COULD ACTUALLY MAKE IT!" Justin thought to himself. he ran helter-skelter to his class, when suddenly, he saw a notice pasted on the door.
"Dear students, we regret to inform you that Mr. Davidson has cancelled his class due to unforeseen circumstances. . . "
Justin. was. . . .
he. went. crazy. on. the. inside.
and. couldn't. move. for. a. few. moments.
His heart died a little, or exploded inside, he couldn't tell.
He emo-ed at mata bistro for awhile.
drove home in the bloody jam.
reached home.
ate.
slept again.
...and wrote a blog post.
and then got a certain brilliant someone to finish the blog post for him.
awesome.
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