First, I’d like to inform, this post has been written since last year. I never had a good chance to
finish this post. So, if there are a lot of ambiguity about time or grammar
use, please understand.
Finally, here I am at
Immigration Office to request my Passport. It’s began when my aunt ask me to go
with her for holiday. I think she knew how excited I am to travel overseas,
since work gave a lot pressure on me. Bund (my aunt nickname in the family)
told me to submit my request as soon as possible, to avoid worst case. We don't
know what will happen with bureaucracy, right?
And the worst case really
happened last week.
Last week I came to immigration
office with hope but all I got was nothing. It was because I didn't bring
original document of my Family Registry Card. The regulation so tight and I
only brought 2 original documents.
So today I came back again with HOPE and of course I bring all my original documents.
So today I came back again with HOPE and of course I bring all my original documents.
Let’s start the story...
First, I woke up at 4 A.M, please noted that one, 4 A.M. I prepared for an hour and at 5 A.M I took Taxi to go there. You know, in my country there are a lot of people who want to make a passport, so you need come early. I arrived at 6 A.M and there are already 3 people there, and okay I'm not the first one. I queue in the line and in front me is a mother who accompanied her daughter. She said to me that she came by 5.30 AM, I am impressed. The immigration office opened at 7.30 A.M. Here I am waiting for 1.5 hours. To throw away boring time, I’m writing this.
Okay, my turn now.
-The End-
