A start of...

being late.

Yesterday I slept over and went in class late for half an hour. If I knew 30 hours late would be considered late then i wouldnt bother going to that class.

And then it started to form a sequence in a week. I was late again in the Maths class. There fore, I couldnt get a handout.

And then, everything started to follow. The bus was late, the minibus was late, my money was lately paid.

"KMB keeps you behind schedule " should be its new slogan. Standing waiting for the bus in 3- inches high heels was my punishment.