1207 in Schiphol Amsterdam
1907 in Taipei
This is an emergency.
I am A TAIWANESE, living in Taipei, never actually hurt anyone or intend to make a bomb attack.
I wear a pair of slipper to go Oslo in winter; I feel fine.
When you ask me the questions, I was calm, feeling ok, though we should be on boarding in ten minutes.
When I saw the waiting people are dark, coming from middle east, border between Asia and Europe, there's a bull in my stomach.
When 10:25 is getting near, when you finally fix that goddamn system, I was really mad and furious at the people, society, and the circumstances.
This is not fair, though nothing at all is fair.
We were stopped at the customs when it's time that we should be boarding.
"We will get you on flight."
This is absolutely insane.
There were a Parisienne, lots of unknown mideast people, and that man being stopped twice heading for Paris; we waited, and waited.
(shit I have no idea where my luggage is.)
I spoke to her, which made me truly hope there might be some day speak francais naturally without hesitation.
Oui c'est un situation très difficile.
Time pass; we waited, eternally waited.
Then we'd been asked few questions and documents and number of ISFiT is required.
And mom you were right; it's insane that they didn't tell us where and whom we are gonna live with.
On a attend pour le temps que on peut utiliser pour beaucoup de chose dans ce trip.
On a attend il y a eu longtemps.
We missed our destined flight and one possible flight; now we've been waiting for another possible flight to Oslo Ger_____ airport at 1350, not the original airport, but the ticket attendant said she would make our luggage there for us.
It's only a possible flight cuz there's no seat remained; it's full.
We are in the waiting list.
You know what idiot, you did not make us on flight.
If we did not make it, then we can only take the flight at eight o'clock tonight.
This is absolutely insane. By the time we get to Oslo, it will be dark already.
I do have the ability to handle situations and that I am thorough.
I am learning.
Still, I didn't have the power to control myself, appearing childish and complaining.
I am not not ok with waiting, bore, unclean, uncomfort, hunger, thirst, nor any inconvenience happened.
It's ok.
It would be more than ok if your were here.
I think of you when taking every pictures, thinking what should I say if I introducing anything to you; I look at all sweets, thinking what might be your expression if you see these.
I bought a white chocolate; it's a small and expensive piece, and it tastes very much milk powder. I love it though. It's my lunch, including a cafe mocha.
I am tired.
Reeeeeeeeeeeealy hope that there might be two people occurred with some accident serious enough to not get them on the flight, so we could get in.
How mean.
Everything would be fantastic simply for the Internet provided.
Biggest wish: LIE DOWN.
