Tuesday, April 26, 2005

bali ho

we're going, we're actually going. cannot believe it. nearly cekik my husband this morning. went to collect our passports at immigration, and they asked for my ic before releasing passport. how. b'cos i am such a paranoid person, i do not carry my ic with me. fear that i will lose it and have to get mykad.... visions of george orwell's 1984 strike me whenever i think of the mykad. feel it is invasion of my privacy and breach of my constitutional rights. however to poor and too lazy to take it up in court.

anyway back to story. told hubby it must be in drawer back home. he insisted drawer at home did not contain ic. had a sudden flash of contents of drawer (u know how this can happen right. suddenly i could see entire contents of drawer in my mind. - obviously it was ms's drawer and thus quite empty. imagine if this was my drawer. no way anybody can tell entire contents of my handbag let alone my drawer). ic not there.

panicked like hell. wonder how u spell panicked. does not seem correct . anyway, how? felt palpitations coming on, as flight is tomorrow. cannot imagine running to make police report, let alone new ic today. have hellish schedule for today...tried to convince the woman at the counter that driving license is as good as ic. she failed to budge. on verge of heart attack. how? first holiday in years. cannot let it go.

retired to chair under huge cloud. suddenly my husband produces ic from contents of his wallet! aaaarrgh. if not for fact that he is my love, and in crowded immigration dept, would have killed him. did not do so. gave him a look, and told the laughing officer at counter that i would cekik him at home.

have got passport. can go. am going.

still feel like killing him, but shall let it pass. imagine if i had done that to him? would have been divorced by now...

going... bali is waiting for me...yay. must photocopy passports, and finalise packing. must take camera. will not forget to take charger for camera. will remember that it is holiday, and i should not get stressed. am v. v. stressed. but am going. don't worry.

will come back and tell you about it. hasta la vista baby.

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