ohm.

Saturday, December 17

10:25 PM

HEY!!

My blog has hit 100 posts.
So, it's the first anniversary. Am I right?

In any case. I only slept 5 hours today?
Very beat.

You see, my uncle from Sweden was due to land today, and my parents being very generous people with a car offered to fetch him. No problems with that.
But the thing was that, he arrives at 7am.

To complicate matters, I had to go collect my passport today. So my mum suggested I go together with my dad, to pick my uncle up then head to ICA.

Which meant that I had to wake up at 6.15am.
No biggy.

THEN. His wife, my aunt, wanted to go too.
And they arranged to pick her up at 6.45am.

WHICH MEANT THAT I HAD TO WAKE UP AT 5.50AM!!

Alright. So I decided to turn in early.
The thing is that, my body clock would not co-operate.
I've been sleeping at 1-2 ams, so asking me to sleep early is so hard.

I tried okay? I really did, I slept at 11, but tossed and turned till 12.
Gave up and listened to my radio till 2.

Anyway, I did not want to be late, so I set my alarm for 5.50am.

When 5.50am came, I woke up with a start, cause my phone [alarm] fell to the floor and was making such a sudden loud noise.
Sigh.
So I got up, and went to the toilet, when I would pass my dad's bed.

My parents were supposed to get up earlier than me, so I asked my dad why wasnt anyone awake.
And he replied.

"You and mummy go to ICA by yourself."

WTH.
I woke up so early for nothing?
In any case I had a hard time going back to bed, by the time I fell asleep, I was woken up again at 7.30am, when my mum decided that it was time for us to go to ICA.

**ICA**
Let's see.
ICA screwed my day. I got really pissed there.

My mum, had to go to work today, so we went to ICA to collect our passports, she managed to get hers, but mine somehow. Was lost thru all the documentation and paperwork. BlahBlah.
Administrative screwup.
So she rushed off first, leaving me ALL ALONE to wait.

[As everyone knows. I hate waiting for stuff alone.]

So okay. Finally I got the passport.
BUT.
The counter lady said that I had to go get another picture as mine wasnt approved.
........
Is it not the duty of them to check my picture when I send it in in the first place?
Is it not their duty to actually inform me that I needed a replacement picture?
What if I went there empty handed?
Was I supposed to go back another day to collect when I was due to leave on Monday?

Crazy bunch of people.

So anyway, I went to queue to get my bloody THIRD set of passport photos taken.
Lo and behold, I was queueing behing a transvestite [spell?].
He/She managed to provide me with a few seconds of entertainment.

You see, we had to pay the cashier before we could get our pictures taken, and the cashier lady , middle aged chinese - VERY conservative sort, was like.

"Ma'm $5.25 please"

Poor lady.
It was so obvious that the person in front of me was a transverstite, a guy, dressing up as a lady, and she went ma'm.

I mean. Do you see the irony of things?
haha...

Still I was extremely pissed.
When my dad finally arrived, I was just cursing away.
I know. Very embarresing.Im sorry. But I could not help it.

Anyway, after all these was done, I could collect my passport.

As I was under 16, I had to get my parent to sign.

WTH IS WRONG WITH THEM?

It's not like they informed me before hand.
No they didnt.
If my dad werent there then how?
Cry?Die? Get someone to impersonate my dad????

You see?
ADMINISTRATIVE SCREWUP. AGAIN.
[gosh I love this word]

It's so bloody dumb how they run things.
It's not like if I send in my application by post, to save $20, I am a what?
Second grade customer?
nahhhh.

shitnitz. I wasted 1 1/2 hrs of my life in the ICA.

Anyways. If you thought my day was over.
You are flat down wrong.
I still went to church later on from 3 to 6.

Okay and alright.
Good Night everyone!

P.S I was playing online Scrabble, and I cleared my rack with the word TEMPEST and scored an amazing 72 points!
Im so proud of myself. hahaha...