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sroniOkay, so the Taiwanese consulate? Hates me. No, seriously. They do. They turned down my application for a visa twice. By the way, don’t interrupt them. They tend to get pissed off for it.
We get landing privileges for 30 days. We’re performing for 55. Does anyone else see a problem with this? The good news is, there is a solution. The bad news is, it will cost money. But at least it’s a matter of money, and not impossibility.
In other news, I recently met a guy. I met a guy. Which really kinda sucks. I mean, first of all, I doubt he’d even be even remotely interested in me, because that’s just not the way my life works. Second of all, I’m going to gone for nine months. That’s a long time. And I have a bad history of trying to be noble when I start to like someone, and I suspect that they like me back, and I’m going to be gone … I kinda drop off the face of the earth, as far as they’re concerned. No writing, no e-mailing, no calling … nada, because I don’t want them to get hung up on me when I’m not going to be around. Third of all, I don’t see me leaving CP for the next three years, at least, because I just committed to one year in Asia, and one year back, and I think I’ll stick around about a year beyond that, and I really don’t see him joining. Not to say it wouldn’t happen, just that that’s not what he has in mind right now. I know, I know, that may change, but I don’t want to be what changes it. I really don’t.
But the part that sucks worse? He’s really nice. And smart. And makes me feel like I can trust him. Trust is a huge thing for me. I mean, my trust issues make Texas look small. But he has this way about him that I know when he’s asking me a question, he really wants to know the answer. And I know that … I just know that I can trust him. That’s all it comes down to.
I don’t know. Maybe I’m just starting to freak out because I’m leaving, and this is how it manifests. I just don’t know. And right now, I don’t really care. The part that I care about is … I don’t know what I’m feeling right now. And I’m way too tired to dissect this rationally. Yeah, like I could do this even when I’m rested. Rephrase. I’m way too emotional to examine this logically, much as I might wish otherwise.
So, there’s my life in a nutshell. A really big nutshell.
Going back to visa situations, my South Korean visa was approved immediately. It took less than five minutes to set up. The difficult part was leaving my passport there, and then having to return the next day to pick it up. I found that weird. Korea is happy to have us, and we can come in for as long as we want for the next five years as often as we want, but Taiwan won’t let us get one. In their defense, we did kinda screw up on the applications (the previous team just informed us two days ago what they usually do, such as not mention Covenant Players at all, which would have been nice to know since we’ve been asking questions about what to say and write when we apply for visas for the last two months, but there you go), and we were told we had to apply for a work permit, which you can only do in Taiwan, and the consulate didn’t have the number for it, or any information at all, and we returned the next day with the correct information, and it was the same lady, who’s very mean, and she was about to process my information when she saw my face, and then got mad because I can’t come in one day and come in the next saying something different. Unfortunately, I chose right then to grow a backbone, and tried to interrupt to set her straight (mainly on the fact that we had made a mistake and were trying to fix it), and she glared at me, and I decided to shut up until we were finished.
So, yeah. Taiwan hates me, I’m leaving next Wednesday, I don’t get to see my family and friends for the next nine months, I met a guy that I actually like, and I don’t know what to do, and now, to top it all off, I have fifteen pages left in my real life journal, and it’ll last me a grand total of possibly a week, if I stretch it.
My life sucks right now. No, it doesn’t. I’m going to have a blast, I know. I’m just tired and confused.
We get landing privileges for 30 days. We’re performing for 55. Does anyone else see a problem with this? The good news is, there is a solution. The bad news is, it will cost money. But at least it’s a matter of money, and not impossibility.
In other news, I recently met a guy. I met a guy. Which really kinda sucks. I mean, first of all, I doubt he’d even be even remotely interested in me, because that’s just not the way my life works. Second of all, I’m going to gone for nine months. That’s a long time. And I have a bad history of trying to be noble when I start to like someone, and I suspect that they like me back, and I’m going to be gone … I kinda drop off the face of the earth, as far as they’re concerned. No writing, no e-mailing, no calling … nada, because I don’t want them to get hung up on me when I’m not going to be around. Third of all, I don’t see me leaving CP for the next three years, at least, because I just committed to one year in Asia, and one year back, and I think I’ll stick around about a year beyond that, and I really don’t see him joining. Not to say it wouldn’t happen, just that that’s not what he has in mind right now. I know, I know, that may change, but I don’t want to be what changes it. I really don’t.
But the part that sucks worse? He’s really nice. And smart. And makes me feel like I can trust him. Trust is a huge thing for me. I mean, my trust issues make Texas look small. But he has this way about him that I know when he’s asking me a question, he really wants to know the answer. And I know that … I just know that I can trust him. That’s all it comes down to.
I don’t know. Maybe I’m just starting to freak out because I’m leaving, and this is how it manifests. I just don’t know. And right now, I don’t really care. The part that I care about is … I don’t know what I’m feeling right now. And I’m way too tired to dissect this rationally. Yeah, like I could do this even when I’m rested. Rephrase. I’m way too emotional to examine this logically, much as I might wish otherwise.
So, there’s my life in a nutshell. A really big nutshell.
Going back to visa situations, my South Korean visa was approved immediately. It took less than five minutes to set up. The difficult part was leaving my passport there, and then having to return the next day to pick it up. I found that weird. Korea is happy to have us, and we can come in for as long as we want for the next five years as often as we want, but Taiwan won’t let us get one. In their defense, we did kinda screw up on the applications (the previous team just informed us two days ago what they usually do, such as not mention Covenant Players at all, which would have been nice to know since we’ve been asking questions about what to say and write when we apply for visas for the last two months, but there you go), and we were told we had to apply for a work permit, which you can only do in Taiwan, and the consulate didn’t have the number for it, or any information at all, and we returned the next day with the correct information, and it was the same lady, who’s very mean, and she was about to process my information when she saw my face, and then got mad because I can’t come in one day and come in the next saying something different. Unfortunately, I chose right then to grow a backbone, and tried to interrupt to set her straight (mainly on the fact that we had made a mistake and were trying to fix it), and she glared at me, and I decided to shut up until we were finished.
So, yeah. Taiwan hates me, I’m leaving next Wednesday, I don’t get to see my family and friends for the next nine months, I met a guy that I actually like, and I don’t know what to do, and now, to top it all off, I have fifteen pages left in my real life journal, and it’ll last me a grand total of possibly a week, if I stretch it.
My life sucks right now. No, it doesn’t. I’m going to have a blast, I know. I’m just tired and confused.
