freedom?

having an international passport gives u freedom?
whenever u feel like running away from home after got scolded by your mum or dad,u can use ur international passport and elope! haha..NAAAHH..

i still remember when i was a kid (still am kot), whenever ibu whipped my ass with a hanger, pull my ear infront of all my frens and drag me home just by holding the ear that shes pulling, hit my head on the bathroom wall, or making sambal cili using my mouth as the grinder, i always..always have this image of nobita (kwn doraemon tu,in case u dont know haha) putting all his clothes in a cloth, wrapping it up, and putting a stick across it..haha..get it?..lari rumah!..yeah rite..nk lari kemane wahai si kecik yg pendeks yg selalu sesat jalan? paling2 pon nk lari g umah makcik aku yg xsmpi 50meter dr umah tu..haha

ok back to the point..today i got my international passport..yes..im late..ye..tau..org len sume dah ade dah mende alah tu..but anyway, now i have one. since i cannot make my passport at the putrajaya immegresen HQ , i have to go back to wangsa maju kl..im no good with roads..im a failure when it come to directions..i got lost..big time.seriusly..so this time around, i ask a dearest fren of mine to come along..i ask wheter he can make it on wednesday,unfortunately, he cannot..a bit frustrated but xpelaa..nak wat cane kannn...hmm..pk pny pk..decided to go today.no point waiting until wednesday..pk lagi..nak pergi sendiri nnt sesat ntah kemana pergi..nk call ayah sruh jemput?mesti sure2 die dtg pny la..tp..sian die..xnk susahkan ayah..ayah keje bwak teksi..susah..penat..kalu asek nk ulang alik amek anta aku kat cyber ni,dah bape jam die rugi..kalu income sket,duit xckup,nnt mesti gaduh besar ngan ibu..xnk..xnk..xnk sgt..xnk dorang gaduh sbb aku..xnk..aku sanggup fail exam dr tgk dorang gaduh..seriously.
then, i decided to go alone..air mata nk kuar dah sbb terbayang nnt sesat ntah g mane..drive my car to petronas (lngkah berjaga2.kang sesat atleast ade minyak) and off i go. its not a problem to reach kl, but when its time to find 'wangsa maju', palpitation follows..anyhow,the journey must go on..

with few wrong turnings..
few drops of tears (ngis sbb mara sbb aku bodo sgt asek sesat)
few phone calls
and a thousand loud palpitations
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i reach the immegresen wangsa maju!yeay to me!
lap2 sket air mata..kuar keta..masuk immegeresen..amek number..g kaunter..tunggu sejam..eh xsampai sejam sbb pakai kabel,25min je..
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KRING!!KRINGGG!!tepon bunyik..
hello?cik syazwani?passport cik dah siap ye,sile ke kaunter 15..


siap!


leh g jenjalan!!yeay..