England sucks
Its official
Bits and pieces of it are nice, but theyre like diamonds in a turd. Your excited to find em but youre still surrounded by shit.
When I got here, I would go out to the garage nearly every night and cry and cry and cry.
I didn’t know why then, but now I realize it was because something about this place reached into my very being and wrenched out every little bit of sunshine I smuggled in from California.
I didn’t know why then, but now I realize it was because something about this place reached into my very being and wrenched out every little bit of sunshine I smuggled in from California.
Bexhill nearly killed me. Granted, I did meet G while I was staying there. I guess you have to take the sweet with the sour.
The last three weeks while I was staying in Worcester [like the sauce], I slept in until about 2pm everyday.
Some people might call me lazy, but I call it relaxation. I was having a proper, peaceful vacation. When you remember that everyday for the past 7 months ive been getting up at 6 am to tend to little devil spawns, and for the next 4 months im going to be working at a campsite, those three weeks are well earned.
Im really looking forward to france.
Some people might call me lazy, but I call it relaxation. I was having a proper, peaceful vacation. When you remember that everyday for the past 7 months ive been getting up at 6 am to tend to little devil spawns, and for the next 4 months im going to be working at a campsite, those three weeks are well earned.
Im really looking forward to france.
At the moment im on the train to stansted international airport. Im not nervous about the flight, or the people im going to be working with or for, but im terrified of what im going to say to immigration when they ask why im going to france and how long I intent to stay there.
You see, the problem is, when I landed in England from Dublin, nobody at immigration looked at my ticket, let alone my passport, so I never got a visa stamp. Incidentally, it would appear on the pages of my passport that ive been in Ireland for the past 7 months. I sincerely hope nobody checks this, otherwise im probably on my way home. It wouldn’t be so bad. I know of a few people who would be over the moon at news of my return.
Im determined to get to france.
If I don’t get to france, the chances of me getting to Amsterdam before I leave are slim to none- and I aint settling for that shit.
You see, the problem is, when I landed in England from Dublin, nobody at immigration looked at my ticket, let alone my passport, so I never got a visa stamp. Incidentally, it would appear on the pages of my passport that ive been in Ireland for the past 7 months. I sincerely hope nobody checks this, otherwise im probably on my way home. It wouldn’t be so bad. I know of a few people who would be over the moon at news of my return.
Im determined to get to france.
If I don’t get to france, the chances of me getting to Amsterdam before I leave are slim to none- and I aint settling for that shit.
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