I is for I-N-T-E-R-V-I-E-W

it was friday. I got the letter.
it was saturday. I went to Sab's house to use internet. Obtained information. resolved to read the info at night. but fell asleep.
it was sunday. went to Sab's house again. resolved to read the info at night. but fell asleep.
it was monday. I freaked out.

head = zero information
the borang = not even a box filled
the stupid essay = not a single word

relax, after all, i'm a world-class procrastinator (do not try this at home). i know exactly what to do.

right?

first, the essay. a truly vital thing. OK. no probs. switch on yiyi, my third bro's laptop (oh. by the way. yiyi is my brother's name. not the laptop's). Darn. The laptop had lancaring a mogok.

Never mind. I cud use my sec bro, Imie's laptop. Ok. No sweats. that was a lie. I did sweat a little. And I started an essay on you know, err, blowing one's trumpet? I didn't know I was quite good at it. Making a cross-country such a big deal. Like I was a hero. whatever.

Ran out to print the essay. bought lunch. what else I forgot? oh. right. the application forms. the borang. and it was, like 12 pm. relax. God, I was sweating like a sumo-wrestler (after a fight). and head was still had zero info. Abah was home. Rushed for a bath. Ironed the clothes. Done. went downstairs.

Umi shrieked
"U call that IRONED??!!!"
"Looked so kampung!!"

Yeah.

Never mind. Dear Umi, I love you. Read all the biotechnology thingies in a sweep. God. What Was This? abah called. ran to the car, managed to grab all the sijil and borang and whasoever. Grabbed a pen. A piece of advice. NEVER try to write anything in a car. A moving car, to b specific.

I was mortified.

Head = 0.15% info
oh ok.
1%

my name was called. with the lafaz of basmallah I knocked the door, and entered.

The End