Grievances Of A Latecomer

Hello. I'm one of the odd fifty thousand something students who just got enrolled into DU as freshers. Like most other fuchchas, it's my first time travelling alone. However many perks this kind of freedom might entail, like every other thing in the scheme of existence, it has its share of drawbacks. And the drawback that tends to stand out or outshine all other disadvantages is the highly increased possibility of 'being late'!

Given how things really are, sleeping late at night and then being given a choice to go to your respective institutes when you please is a 'deadly combination'. Resulting in a disastrous outcome, which my new English professor likes to label as, 'the habitual latecomer'. 

Freedom is indeed a dangerous power. 

 

Especially for someone like me who had to be dragged out of the bed for school every single morning by her mother, and someone who was usually found running to the bus stop with open laces, buttoning her sweater as she ran, and also usually carrying a hairbrush to comb her severely unkempt hair in the bus. (It almost looked as if I was trying to pull off a out-of-the-bed messy hairdo. *poker face*)

 

Now with all such lovely habits if I get the freedom of travelling alone, you know what's going to happen. 

 

It's just been my first week into college and I've been late on every single day. Yes, you read that right. Every. Single. Day.  

I’m not kidding. It's not even funny anymore. :/

Also, as a fatal consequence of getting up late, I don't even have time to look 'college pretty'. All my dreams of looking ‘nice’ in college have come crashing down. 

 

But you must be thinking that since it's college and all and not school, so nobody cares about how late you are. And we often assume that in college latecomers can actually take immense pride in the showcase of their rather impeccable 'late-coming' abilities. 

Well, guess what? That’s a LIE. (Yes, I’ve been betrayed too.)

That's NOT how my (or any other) college works. With the dear old semester system, attendance is super important, so you can’t just be late and miss the morning lecture. 

Also, as a student who's studying the subject of her choice, I hate to miss any of my lectures because (yes, I'm going to talk like a nerd now) my professors happen to be 'uh-mazing' and I like attending their lectures. 

To top it all off, my super impressive teachers also happen to have some ground rules. According to one of my lecturers, her 8:40 am class begins at 8:39 am. 

Yeah. 

*looks morose*

 

If the first week is anything to go by, I don’t know how I’m going to manage the next three years of college. It seems like time and I are fatal enemies. And since time waits for none, looks like I'm doomed forever...