I shall discuss about my habit of being late. what contributes to it is probably my own lazyness as well as the inability to say no. i feel that i treat mom's place as a hotel, like going there to sleep then the next morning ill be going to meeet my friends. hence ill stay longer then end up late for meetings with friends. Or it will be that my mom says shell fetch me then go bathe then take like 45 mins. 1 thing i remember most vividly was during my primary school days. I dreamt that i was late for school for like 2 hours. I literally jumped up with a start and began to cry - only to find out i was still early for school. maybe something snapped then, i took things more lightly and at a much slower pace. Now i think i am going too slow. ahha.
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