Sounds of girls' giggling could be heard and the atmosphere was light hearted. Soft, bright and warm rays from the sun cast down onto our skin and the cooling wind brushed through our hair.
"La la la la la la la"
That, is the song, my secondary school friends and I were laughing about. Teasingly, I chuckled at one of my girlfriend for not knowing the song.
"You don't know this song? La la la la la la la.."
A simple song with absolutely no meaning but it made all of us joyful and tickled. Seated on the ground where all of us used to sit in the school's courtyard, we were chattering away until the sound of the shrieking microphone caught our attention. Apparently, we are watching a school's performance.
An adorable little boy walked up to the stage and started performing his dance - hip-hop style! We were amazed and were blabbering such a dear the little star was.
"La la la la la la la". And we all sang the song again, embracing our precious time together, cherishing every single perfect moment we can.
Then, a sudden black out.
Total silence.
Slowly and forcefully opening my eyes, I was laying on my back on something cushioned - my bed.
Stretching my arms upwards and erupting a long, satisfying yawn. As my mind absorbed reality bit by bit, I then realized what a cheerful dream I had. Turning my head towards the window, I thought what a bright and pleasant day to begin with.
Twisting my upper back to grab my phone on my side table, I switched it on to check on the time.
8:30 AM
I gasped and allowed my body to jerk up. Supposedly, I have to start work at 9am. Enough said.
Springing out of my bed, I dashed to the wash room to get myself washed up. Frantically brushing my teeth, I still have time to think how to get to work in the least amount of time ever.
Dad's car! He is off to vacation for more than a week or so. BINGO! Dad's car, that is.
Being all squeaky clean, I sprinted across the living room and found the car key on the dining table. On the way, my dog, Marley thought that I am playing with her and she kept bumping into me.
"Go away!"
With a firm grip, I grabbed onto the key however, I realised, "Where is the car remote control?!"
Unwilling to give up, I rushed to my mother's room and asked for it hastily. To my horror oh the absolute horror, "Elicia drove the car to work, I thought you said you do not need the car?"
My mind was filled with all types of profanities that ever exist in this universe. "Calm down, calm down!"
Hurriedly, I dialled the number to my sister's mobile and do not ask me why I asked the most foolish question ever, "You drove the car to work ah?!" Obviously, right?
Knowingly, I would hear the obvious answer which I still stubbornly hoped I would hear the opposite, "That the car is in the carpark."
I sped off to my room to start on my make-up.
"Oh crap, oh crap!"
Picking up my phone, I messaged my colleague that I will be late for work and thankfully she was okay with it. Then again, I could not stand myself being very late for work, it would not be morally right. Adding on, to be one hour late? That is like sixty minutes of lateness!
After it seems like eons have passed, I finally completed my make up and packed my handbag, which it's basically stuffing loads of shits in it.
Now, it's time to scout for a taxi to save me the shit load of trouble to troop down to the train station and all the morning peak hour craziness.
As I jogged under the scorching merciless sun, there were no signs of any cabs at all. It seemed as though I am in the "no-cab-wants-to-pick-people-up" zone. The explicit curses started streaming into my mind and I imagined a humongous chunk of brick tumbled down to block it off. *pats my back*
The universe have left me no choice but to brisk down to the train station to get me to my work place. I had to pause and pause like as though people started sprouting out of nowhere to intentionally obstruct my way.
I swear to you the background music started playing Ludacris' song:
Move bitch, get out the way!
Get out the way bitch, get out the way!
It kept goin' on until I found myself inside the train and allowed myself to cool down. *Phew*
Time was ticking. I peered around the train and got annoyed at how can everyone seemed so calm when I am late for work? *Flips hair*
I know I made no sense. Geez, I'm mega late!
"Ding dong!"
Great, my stop.
Now Ludacris starts rappin' again as I zipped through the crowd.
Move bitch, get out the way!
Get out the way bitch, get out the way!
Eventually, I got out of the chaotic subway and skipped down to my office building.
Out of nowhere, once again, my way was obstructed by this mother and her young little adorable daughter. Awww~ Cuteness! BUT I'VE NO TIME FOR THIS!
GET OUT THE WAY!
Just then, the girl turned around and gave me the most angelic smile I have ever seen in my life. My heart melted and I felt terrible for my previous thought. Please kill me.
The final destination - my cooling office. Ahhh~ Heaved a sigh of relief.
Usually, I would try to see a situation from a positive perspective that even though I am late, my colleagues and boss were being absolutely understanding about it.
Even though I am late, at least I got the chance to wake up this day and thank God for it.
But seriously, fml. *wipes perspiration*
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