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Friday, September 09, 2005

Rainiefied ---07/9/2005---
Wednesday 7/9/2005

Hooray!! Finally i had my IC registration completed, with my me and my mom worried about those stuffs, wasn't really sure what we have to go through and the requirements of documentaries...As well, the surprise for today is my little cousin who came to my house early in the morning... He occupied the computer with a little amount of time for him to use, as me and my mom got to go Immigration & Checkpoint Authority(ICA), my brother had to head for his university that he just started a few days ago... With NO one at home, my mom refuse to keep my cousin in the house, so my grandpa brought him away to my aunt's house, which was a few blocks away...
At start, my we don't know how to get to the ICA located at Lavender, so we might as well take taxi there better than getting lost... We queued up and got a specific number, which we will be summoned to the counter who is incharge of it according to the number matched on the little electronic screen... Our's No.18... A malay man is incharge of the counter... To our surprise when keying in my Han Yu Ping Ying name, he could identify the pronounciations!!! At first my mom thought he couldn't handle this part, so my mom wanted to offer a helping hand, but instead he did it all by himself...I guess those are the basic requirements of having that kind of job... But anyway, when i reach home, no one's at home...I then had a little chat chat with Jeffrey online through MSN...He mention to me about important decision he had to make, but he didn't emphasize on it... Guess he had his own troubles......

Going crazy at...
Friday, September 09, 2005