Today, something disastrous happened. It happens in every year. It's an annual catastrophe. Okay... Maybe it isn't that bad... But you get the main idea... It all started when...
It's a beautiful morning... Okay... Maybe afternoon... I just woke up. What a beautiful day for the human race!!! Daily routine done: Brush my teeth (make sure they shine), eat my breakfast (Milo and Cereal), etc. Next, I called the ICA (Immigrant Checkpoint Authority) to ask about the extension of Passport. My expiry date was 17 Dec. I'm going to Malacca on the 1st to the 4th for a cool vacation together with the whole extended family. So I have to make sure that the expiry date is far from the vacation. I can't be stopped there. Nothing can stop the perfect vacation (and me). Guess what? I waited for 10 minutes but no one was there to answer that phone. Too busy I think. The typical ICA. Then, the sky turned dark, marking the start of a disaster. My dad brought me to the ICA building to extend. All by myself! And he left. After a few hours, I was still there with no progress. He came. And started blabbering, scolding, hurling, you name it, he got it. Then he left me in a deserted street and ask me to go home myself. What an idiot!!! The first thing I thought of is the Basic Survival Skills, but of course that wouldn't come to use... in a city!!! So I took a bus home using the coins I have. And in the end, I reached home!!! Remarkable isn't it??? I know it is. Then something made me looked in the documents I brought to the ICA building (The passport, Birth Certificate, etc.). You know what??? No passport!!! I can't find it. 2nd look. Still NO!!! My family members started to look for it in the car. Still NO!!! All I wanted is to make sure that the vacation will not be affected because my passport. And yet I lost it!!! Making things worst!!! Then my maid look around 1 more time. And YES!!! It's there!!! Cool!!! Things will still be perfect for the vacation!!!
