Oh crapz!

9/11 is certainly a day to be remembered.

Intro to Mass Comm paper was at 2.00pm on that day. Being the careful me, I prepared everything on the previous night. The next day, before leaving my house, I took out some scrap papers from my bag and reached school at 1.20pm. At 1.52pm, everyone was busy taking out their exam slips so I followed. And mine wasn’t in my bag.

DAMN IT.

I drove home like a mad girl, didn’t bother to stop at junctions and humps. Entered the exam hall at 2.02pm. Wow, new speed record! Lols.

Yes I was a little late but no worries lar. You know why? Because the essay questions and our tips were identical! Maybe 90%. The situation given was a little different but the scopes are exactly the same. Instead of asking for 5 main points they wanted 3 or something like that. But that didn’t make much difference right?

And guess what? I was surprised when my housemate showed me the tips on the night before because they were so complete with questions, answers and marking schemes. The same format that they would appear in the exam and I was wondering which thoughtful tutor would prepare such concise tips.

The tips were from the PJ campus I was told. After screening through everything, I jokingly said that they must be leaked from our tutor as she lost her pendrive earlier and was so devastated about having to reset all the exam questions since everything was inside.

And I think I guessed it right.

But the MCQs were definitely tough enough to take the A away from me. Whatever lar. Never aimed for any since all I did was watching dramas, movies and more dramas and movies on study week. Serves me right.

At night, all of us went to yumcha in glee. Two girls sat on the car’s bonnet and another guy started driving. The car was moving below 20kmph all the way to mamak. It must be our lucky day because coincidentally one sergeant saw us while he was at home preparing to lock the main gate so he rushed out of his house and followed us to the car park. HAHAHAHA.

The first thing he did was of course to show his ID card since he was in casual dressing and started scolding the driver. LMAO. Everyone in the car stoned for long. He then called the traffic polices on duty and scolded some more. The patrol car arrived in less than 5 minutes. After all the threatening from them including suspension of driving license, barring from university, lock-up (one of the girls didn’t bring her IC) and a summon, we were asked to see him again at the police station the next day. LMAO.

Went to his office today and my friends were lectured again bla bla bla. At last the driver was summoned for cutting queue since that’s the lightest charge. Hohohoho. And every single person in the police station knew us! A few of them went,”Oh, kamu ke yang duduk atas bonnet semalam? Sarkaskah? Fuh dashyatnya!” and started discussing and laughing at us.

Syok or not?