I know I should have posted this sooner but well procrastinating is still my middle name ^^" sorry!
The following event happened on the 23rd of March 2010:
Goodness, I can’t believe how unlucky I was today but I made it alive I guess. I made a lot of close calls today and God, I can’t believe how close it was *shudder*.
Today, I woke up it was 7 and I waited till 11… (taken from I’m Just a Kid sung by Simple Plan? I think) lol sorry the urge was there. Anyway, I woke up and it was probably around 8, I groggily started to stir on the bed (with no initiative to wake up lol). So around another hour I decided to wake up because I have to get to school early today for the PTPTN. How troublesome, I thought. Little did I know, it was going to get more troublesome as the time moves on.
So I went to school without any worries, I brought everything with me or so I thought I did. I should’ve trusted my instincts. Note to self, trust your instincts, seriously! So anyway, I went to Tutorial Room 4 to get everything validated.
Before that, I had to correct some small errors I did on the documents so I did all of that and I was ready to go. But a friend got some problem with her student witness, the supposed to be witness was not qualified to be a witness, lol, so we had to run down to a nearby cyber cafĂ© to get the document re-printed and then signed by a different lecturer, a qualified one that is, Sir David. He has the Justice of Peace stamp O.O wowww! (and he showed us his certificate for getting it O.O lol~ he’s prouuudd~~ hahahahahah)
And then we did the queuing up, so as I was standing there queuing up that I realized I didn’t bring my purse (I need my IC, ugh). Curse my stupidity, arghhh. I mentally screamed, I wish I could scream out loud heheh lol And so there started my misery, grrr, so I have to drive back home as fast as I could, 120 km/hour, on an unstable car. Yes, I know I shouldn’t but my brother who was supposed to be at home who could really, REALLY help me at the time is still asleep, Yeah I’m pissed, lol. So I drove home and got my purse and drove back to my Uni (and because the car is low on fuel I had to stop at the gas station, imagine the frustration *pulling hair*).
When I reached there, I immediately went to one of the PTPTN officer and gave her, yes a her, my documents. She checked and checked as I waited nervously in front of her, wondering if I got everything correct and my instincts be damned I was right, I got a few more things I need to get. My UNITAR certificate and another Hasil Stamp, I’ve got to copy my certificate, get it signed and certified by a class A officer aka someone like mom or uncle Stephen since mom is related to me I can’t get her to sign so I’ll get the next best person hohoho XP
There I go again, I have to get home and get one more certificate. I was pissed and frustrated because I tried to call home to my brother who I saw has moved to my mom’s room to sleep which I know is near the phone, I was hoping I could wake him up and get him to get my certificate and send it to me at my Uni (because I saw a white Kancil parked at the garage at home) Well, he failed me so many times, why would I assume he’d be able to help this time? There goes my hope, washed down the drain as I immediately jumped, literally, into my car and back home, again.
On the way, my mom called (Allelujah!!) to make sure I was not in trouble lol XP (I was seriously crying on the phone (not because I couldn’t handle the situation but because my brother is dot dot dot. Lol) So I discussed with mom about what to do and set everything on wheels. I went home to get my things, I was supposed to get my document reprinted for the Hasil Stamp and my certificate copied but…. Yes there’s a but! Ugh, but… there was no electricity when I reached home *insert more hair pulling here thank you*
So, to avoid more disasters I called my mom again to ask her (and hope that she’s still in the office) to get my stuff printed. Lo and behold, she IS still in her office (after story, she was still in the building not in the room apparently lol). Note to self, PRAISE THE LORD!! So she printed and ran (yes she said she ran, she told me) to the Lembaga Hasil building. The building is quite near her office building. She got everything and did her part, all that’s left is to reach UNITAR in time (somehow this feels like the Amazing Race lol)
While all that happen, I was driving back to my Uni, I’ve got my certificate and I had to get copied. I hate the parking lots at my school during lunch hour… You won’t get any parking space during this time. In short, I had to go park at the housing area near my school and it is far *rolled eyes*. After I copied all the things I need, I waited for my mom and Uncle Stephen to come.
In just a few minutes, they’ve arrived bringing everything needed and more lol. So, they didn’t bring a stamp pad which was needed to… uhm… stamp my copied documents so I had to run, yes run, to two photocopy shops to get it… stamp. Yes when that is over I thank my mom and uncle and ran back to the UNITAR building. As I was running back, I ws rushing and BAM! I bump my arm on a motorcycle’s handle. Ouch!! Yes but I didn’t really feel the pain at the moment lol I run up the stairs and sent in my documents everything was complete and I was home free!! *almost did a back flip though I don’t know how to do it lol*
The day ended peacefully and I managed to get away... not without a scratch though... uuhhh *stares at the BIG bruise on her right hand*
The End
Haha! well that was the end. I guess I should show the picture of that bruise some time soon as proof, no? fufufufu