i fucking hate them passport making ppl. not ALL of them. but some.

today , i had my passport done. I had to cut off my shopping trip to pick up that piece of shit.

went to the counter, the lady looked at me and asked : " ade bawa anak?"

WAT THE FUCK.

DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE ONE?

i replied : no, here to collect my own.

and guess what bullshit she said?

:" are you 18+? "

5 mins ago i looked as if I was 50 to her, now im > 18 ? weird. but anyway, she didnt let me take my passport anyway. she said I needed parental guidance or some shit. I guess I looked like I was gonna eat my passport, or stuff it up navins ass. what am i? 3? IM FREAKING 17! I know its a law, or a rule, or whatever shit. WHO's GONNA CATCH YOU FOR IT? well, may God always be with you lady. aaaaargh. and during lunch, they're going on lunch too, i mean, they dont have reserved people to take over. how awesome, so tmr, im not gonna get my long sleep because of this shit. sigh.

and i havent found my dress.

and i found awesome shoes i wana buy.

and i wana have a very nice meal.

and i just dont wana go for the awards night.

and i need rest.

and i've been to 2 malls and couldnt find a thing.

and i dun wana get robbed tmr.

and im tired.

and i need more sleep tmr but i cant.

and i miss him, so much.

Jamie Lee
21:56