I dont really want to go on and on about todays experience (queueing for like more than eleven hours in the cold and occasionally rain drops, under the sun? and possible stars hidden under the clouds?) but 11 hours gives one a lot of freaking time to start feeling all the feelings as the limbs go numb. I personally started laughing hysterically when I saw the never ending queue at 9 in the morning. After each corner I took there were still people waiting in line, like I was in a terribly bad movie or like I just had 3 deja-vues one after the other (as all the buildings look pretty much the same in the area). When the clock turned 8p.m. despair kicked in. I started weeping at the realisation that I wont even make it through that damn door to stamp that freaking paper. Nevertheless, in those ELEVEN hours I had time to go all mathematical as there were some Adventure Time references going on. As I calculated the perimeter of the Romanian Consulate in London step by step, (using different measurement systems including: baby steps, penguin steps, 3 meter sprint) I appreciate the people who invented Mathematical Formulas. Respect! :-) Oh, and please try not to make me wait again very soon. I used all the patience Ive got stocked for this year waiting in line. Banks empty. Cheers for understanding ^_^
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 01:19:00 +0000
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