early bird.,

being early isn't always a good thing., i'm telling you, it isn't., since my grandparents' home is quite far from the school, when the clock says it's 30 minutes after 8, i have to be ready to go.., so i got to school about 10 minutes before 8 and i saw my classmates outside our department., i didn't chat with them coz i thought we weren't in the same class and went directly to the dreaded room "St. Benilde 119"., when i was at the door, i noticed that the room is already packed and that the teacher is already discussing., despite that, i casually went in and looked for nica., nica enrolled me for the summer and had my certificate of enrolment., i was walking down the aisle, looking for her from left to right until i got to the last row of desks... no sign of nica., all their faces were at me and i could hear there minds scream something like "what the hell is she doing?". i couldn't find an empty seat and nica who was M.I.A,. the teacher was then commenting sarcastically- "ok lang ka miss?" but i didn't mind her., i casually walked back to the front and then out the room and went to join my classmates who were still outside the department., when i sat down, i then realized what had just happened., damn it! it didn't occur to me just before i entered the room that i was early and that it wan't my class yet., it never occured to me to say something back at the teacher to save a little dignity in me., when the bell rang, i was hesitant to wait at the door because i know my little ramp was still as fresh as dew in early morning., see? being early isn't always good, especially if you're slow to react and a klutz like me., but though that happened, i woulnd't try to change it even if i could, coz hey! that's the spice of life, isn't it? i just hope next time, life's little surprises wouldn't be that spiced up.,