TARDINESS is synonymous in my name.

“Good morning sir.” I greeted my professor once I entered his room. He raised an eyebrow. (Uh uh! This isn’t good.) “Ms. Adrales! I’ll give you the sum of 2x and 3y -- [2x + 3y] what is the answer?” (Definitely not good!) “If you didn’t answer this correctly you’ll stay out my class. Clear?” he made it clearer. Great! Now what? You’ll gonna give me your golden ‘5’ as my grade? Bring it on! “Hey are you listening?” (of course I’ am!) As politely as I could I respond a nod. Then he went “THEN WHAT’S THE ANSWER?!” I felt sorry to rex (my classmate) for achieving the award of his life, our professor’s fountain of saliva. Good thing my seat wasn’t that near in front. Disgusting! His eyes went big no— really big! Like he’s gonna eat me alive. “Im afraid there’s no answer sir.” There. Finally my tongue spills the beans. I saw the change of his mood from the human-eater face to a curious one. “Why is that so?” His voice sounded much better. “First. It’s not even a question. You didn’t give out the problem correctly. There is no equation without the equal to zero from its origin. Second. You didn’t give out what is asked in the problem. Hence there’s no answer.” Woaah! Did I just say those things? “You see class? The problem within the students is that they don’t analyze what’s the question before doing the solving. Very well, you can take your seat now adrales.” he smiled. Now that’s what I call ‘sleeping-under-your-notes-tactic’ I always fell asleep every time I study. But before waking up? I’ve memorized everything that’s written in my notes. Amazing isn’t it? Ha! Ha! Ha! I went to my chair and act like nothing happened. Forgetting the fact that I was 30 minutes late in the class.