SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!!!
Excuse my french...
Bloody French Visa...
"Sir, wrong appointment, I am not arguing with you. Please either you can leave or make another one."
Therefore, my day in London was like a %&#$ing Shit.
Well, you know, sometimes, when you think you are 100% confident about something, there will always be a trap like in the common RPG games. We call it fate.
I can only face this, but never escape.
Ok, one last word of today. OMFG!
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