Thursday, September 09, 2004 i need to gripe for a bit.Hello, Singapore. Bye, London. (It's the Return of the UK Visa Gripe!) Due largely to the Brit's incompetence, the Singaporean's stickler for rules and admittedly my own penchant for procrastimation, I still do NOT have a visa. I went all the way to 138 Robinson Road yesterday, (where I got cheated by another cab driver, but that's not the point) queued for a goddamn 1.5 hrs (my hp bill's going way up), only to be turned away for my application because I do not have original copies. Oh come on... They were all in my stolen luggages! Can't they just cut me some slack here? How the hell am I supposed to get my original certs? The bloody thieves must have used it as toilet paper by now. And I've to pay 150 bucks for a visa application. And it's not even my fault. You know, at least I didn't have to pay if I could have had it done in London. But nooooooo the Brits won't give it to me either. Even after three months of waiting. Even after I personally went down to Croydon-the-land-of-immigrants-and-pigeon-shit to plead with them. Nope, apparently this Oriental girl looks far too dodgy for them to approve of my visa. Like Jing is so fond of saying: "It's a conspiracy, I tell ya." she procrastinated @ 11:45 | |
blueprint I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator. fresh monodies I'm still there. previous rants August 2004 treatises on life arty jen frivolous pursuits for shallow ppl mulling over "One is wicked, because one see things clearly." - Beaumarchais's Le nozze di Figaro.And there were phlegmatic souls.
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