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This is probably the most embarressing things I will ever have to write.

I am writing this from home, in my quiet, dark, bedroom.

At the end of my 8 hour flight to London and 5 hours of waiting, questioning, and finger print taking, I was denied entry into the united kingdom. This is no joke and if you make jokes or "I saw that coming" comments, I will probably never speak to you again. I have had about 18 hours of sleep since I went to sleep at roughly eleven o'clock monday evening, I am nothing if not honest right now.

I was placed on a plane that took nine hours to fly from london to toronto, waited two hours, took a plane that took four hours to fly from toronto to calgary, to where my father had flown to a few hours beforehand, we waited six hours in various lobbys to take a fifty-one minute plane ride to regina.

I feel the ass of the horse that started the expression "I feel like a horses ass".

Reason's for me not being able to enter the United Kingdom on the 18th on January.
1. Global Terrorism
2. No proof of money
3. No plan as to what I will be doing
4. Staying 5 months with no visa is suspicious
5. I'm too honest

Those are, as far as I know the reasons.

The questions of when, where and if I will be travelling again have yet to be answered.

I will most likely be in complete recluse for the next while.

I am on the edge of hysterics, I need to sleep, and stop crying.