Sunday, June 28, 2009

The Waiting Room

Whats is it about visa applications that makes you want to rip off your head?
I'm really not sure, but somehow this pile of papers have managed to get me feeling exactly like doing that. I'm still trying to call my travel agent, but she seems to have forgotten how to pick up a phone..

This time of the exchange year feels the same as being in the waiting room; no progress, no knowlegde, and blindly anticipating whether that person around that corner is going to greet you warmly or stick you with a big needle. You just don't know.

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