KL is so hot.
Today I went to do my passport. OMG I had to take a picture. I hate taking pictures. My last passport photo had me looking like a chingping with my eyes closed. The one I took today had a stroke of emo-ness to it.
The queue for making the passport is so effing long. The place opens at 7:30am, I arrived at 7:45 am ish..did my photo before hand, went up to queue, and it was SO LONG ALREADY. Actually my dad queued for me..but he queued the wrong queue. Sigh. He unknowingly queued for the ones where you can use a machine to make the passport, but my mom preferred the traditional way. Anyways, the machine broke down. But for compensation, they gave us a special queue line. I submitted my application for my passport about 1 hour later. Then we came back two hours later to pick up the passport. It was the most ridiculous wait ever. I picked up a queue number...9046. There were 2 stations to allow picking up. The most ironic part was, after 9045 was called, they decide to backtrack. And there was only 1 station open as the other dude went elsewhere. I had to wait 30 mins. And it was so JAM PACKED. Many people + no air cond = SAUNA SWEATFEST.
And today...I think me and my dad are having a love hate relationship:
a. I accidentally forgot to lock the car...and sigh, he wasn't too happy.
b. We just moved to this new apartment, and there's no phone line. I managed to steal internet from someone else, and he's saying why don't I tell him all the "good stuff"? The thing is I told him the first time I connected. And, if being disconnected all the time + refined to just one place in the apartment = "good stuff".. And he already subscribed and is already using wireless internet?
I hate my life.
