Flew 5,000 miles to the UK to be with Xeph. Border agency said fuck you and sent me home saying that I didn't have enough cash for my entire stay, even after I said bitch I can get as much money as you deem necessary right now if you just let me use my phone, but NOPE LOL. So they throw me in a holding cell for 24 hours and I pass out on a metal bench and wake up some hours later to some guy saying to get up, time for your flight. 5,000 miles the other way. Got home, they've managed to lose my ONE piece of fucking luggage. So it's 3 days since I departed for my 3 month trip. And I'm home. With no clothes. And I'm fucking pissed and depressed and jetlagged and all this other shit. FUCK this goddamn situation.
I just don't even know what to say other than FUCK...
Knyght wrote:Flew 5,000 miles to the UK to be with Xeph. Border agency said fuck you and sent me home saying that I didn't have enough cash for my entire stay, even after I said bitch I can get as much money as you deem necessary right now if you just let me use my phone, but NOPE LOL. So they throw me in a holding cell for 24 hours and I pass out on a metal bench and wake up some hours later to some guy saying to get up, time for your flight. 5,000 miles the other way. Got home, they've managed to lose my ONE piece of fucking luggage. So it's 3 days since I departed for my 3 month trip. And I'm home. With no clothes. And I'm fucking pissed and depressed and jetlagged and all this other shit. FUCK this goddamn situation.
I just don't even know what to say other than FUCK...
wat. But wow that sucks, sound like a bunch of douchebags over there. Guess not everyone can be as classy as us Americanas :/
Knyght wrote:Flew 5,000 miles to the UK to be with Xeph. Border agency said fuck you and sent me home saying that I didn't have enough cash for my entire stay, even after I said bitch I can get as much money as you deem necessary right now if you just let me use my phone, but NOPE LOL. So they throw me in a holding cell for 24 hours and I pass out on a metal bench and wake up some hours later to some guy saying to get up, time for your flight. 5,000 miles the other way. Got home, they've managed to lose my ONE piece of fucking luggage. So it's 3 days since I departed for my 3 month trip. And I'm home. With no clothes. And I'm fucking pissed and depressed and jetlagged and all this other shit. FUCK this goddamn situation.
I just don't even know what to say other than FUCK...
wat. But wow that sucks, sound like a bunch of douchebags over there. Guess not everyone can be as classy as us Americanas :/
We've been 'together' for about 5 months, was going over to spend the holidays and a little more with her. Hopefully it'll still work out so that I can, but it'll mean that I have to fly out on Christmas Eve and arrive early the next morning. Assuming of course that I can get pre-flight clearance to enter the fucking country this time. I've never ever been one to resort to alcohol for anything at all, but fuck I just want to drown in it atm, really.
I thought of you the other night when Man v Food was at the grease trucks tron. He did not get to name a sandwich after himself therefore I have ceased my watching of his show
because he is a gigantic failure and brings shame to slightly-to-average obese men everywhere.
I guess technically i was going to move there for 3 months, but then I was coming back to assess the situation and figure out what the next logical step was. It wasn't all that jolly from what I saw though, fucking women are bitches there and men are polite as fuck. That seems a bit off