I guess it says all about how excited I am about this trip when I don't even do the immigration paperwork online before flight. I've tried so hard not to think about what this trip means that I have forgone the necessary steps to enter the country. Not so smart when there's probably hightened security measures in place in USA.
And I'm becoming one of those people that I absolutely hate...the ones who don't do what needs to be done beforehand in order for the check in to be smooth and quick. Took me about 20 minutes at the check in because I had to do my immigration application online. Thankfully there wasn't a really long line and I had my computer with me so I could do it right then and there. And the lady at the counter was really nice and helpful. Universe clearly showed me my place because at the bus station in Forssa this older dude started talking to me while I looked like I wasn't in the mood to talk and was listening my iPod and started asking me all these personal questions and telling his life story. And I was thinking "Do I look like I fucking wanna be talked to?" and "Do I look like a fucking tour guide?" after he asked me if the exchange was at the Ikea junction and if the fair covered the exchange as well. So there, the Universe told me my place and now the balance has been restored. I will try to not to curse people in my head and maybe the rest of this trip will run smoothly. Can't wait to explain my f-up at the immigration though. Will be awesomely good times.
I will now finish my cider and then go to the gate. You all have yourselves an awesome rest of the week.
Laterz.
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