Passport. I GOTZ IT.

Prologue: So bored. And I need more idea to blog!!!!

Ladies and gentlemen, yours truly had reached another milestone of my life: I got myself my very own PASSPORT (FINALLY) !!!! So why do a person who never took a step out of Malaysian border needs a passport anyway? (the closest instance of it: Malaysian-Indonesian Border Checkpoint at Tebedu!) The main reason for having a passport is because that I planned to go for student exchange next year and I am a little worried that it might be a little too rushed if I do all the documentation and such only after I am accepted to go on a student exchange. (despite the fact that the application fee for passport will be halved with the official acceptance letter from foreign university as a prove...informed by Ms. Chuah just now...Oh well) However, there's another more personal reason for the application of passport: I am actually anticipating future plan of travelling to regional places for example Thailand or Singapore and it will be much more convenient for me if any plan pop up from time to time. In fact, I was slightly left in envy when Ms Chuah and Ms Chong went to HongKong this hols to visit XinMi and I can't join them because I don't have a passport...So in conclusion, it is better for me to prepare for any future travelling to make sure that I will not miss out on anything in my university life. Huzzah.

Anyway, lets have a peek on my very own passport. *dokidoki* No worries, no sensitive information that will threaten my identity will be shown anyway so here goes!

Tada! Inilah Pasport Malaysia!

My photo in my passport. My mom says that I looked ANAL in this. Well...I do look anal here...

With the permission bestowed by His Majesty, we can identify ourselves across the world with this passport...

...well, except that one place though. So we can't visit ZionistLand then?

*Fingers crossed of being invited to any future travelling plan!*

Epilogue: Everytime I think about how little time that I have back in Kuching is ticking away before I head back to start yet another excrutiating and mind-torturing semester, I am left in dismay. For the very first time, the feeling of not going back to Penang is actually growing stronger...I need more reassurance than ever now...