morning blues

The alarm clock played tricks on me this morning -it refused to ring at the stipulated time!

Luckily for my biological clock, I was awoken at exactly 7a.m. - the time for me to drive Imran to school.
I rushed to his room, and found him fumbling with his school uniform. He was slightly late too since I didn't wake him up.

We 'flew' downstairs, Imran gulped down his drink and vitamins, and I was already at the porch in my pyjamas to start the car.

Needless to say, I was racing at an F2 speed to make sure Imran will not be caught late, 10 minutes from Mutiara Damansara to Taman Tun Dr. Ismail!

I had to make a U-turn infront of his school when the traffic light decided to impose more obstacles on us, it allowed 2 cars to pass through each time before it turned red! We waited a few rounds of changing traffic lights when we finally were behind this one car. When the light turned to the highly anticipated green, it didn't move!

Imran: Ma, horn kuat2 kat cikgu tu, mimpi lagi ke dia????

Mama: When I was in school (way back when at Sek.Keb.Parit Jawa!), my teachers cycled to school, yet we had so much respect for them, we even waited for them to arrive and helped carry their books and lunch boxes! You, my son, asked me to horn (kuat2) at your teacher!

The car infront finally moved just before the light turned red yet again and we had to wait for the next turn.
Imran was late!
Damn the traffic light!!
Damn the alarm clock!!!
Damn.........