Yes, I got bored in Amsterdam.
My hair's a mess D:
Talking about hair, as I went through the passport control the two guys there just went "You changed your hair!" and for a while I thought they remembered me from last time, but then they showed me my picture on the screen (which they had gotten because I went through the automatic machine-thingy that takes passports with chips) and it was my actual, colourful passport picture :D
Had I known they'd be comparing, I would've smiled more for the camera at the passport control x)
I also wish I would've been able to take the earlier flight which would be leaving about now... but nooooo... they gave me the later one which means that I might have to (most probably) spend my night Birmingham International. It wouldn't be the first time, but it's not nice either.
And if I do... well, I'll keep you all updated.
But I think I'm getting to my gate now so stay human and blog ya later~!
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