melted into many forms

I'm alive.

Not that anyone cares but I just thought I should mention it.
It's been 3 weeks since I updated. Alot has happened.

1. My teacher quit, been emailing with him a bit. He is doing good. Happy for him. Our new teacher is fine. He has a different way of teaching but it is still fun and I don't have any complaints.

2. I found a flat. I know, miracles do happen appearantly. I saw an ad on gumtree for the flat and called to get a viewing and then when we saw it I fell in love. One of the girls I was supposed to share the flat with backed out in the last minute and we had to get someone else so it was a bit crazy but it all worked out in the end. I got the keys for the flat the day before I had to move out of the residence. Close call there.

3. I met a guy(s). Okay so 3 weeks ago when I was walking back home to the residence a guy, J stopped me and said the wanted to take me out for drinks. Sure says I. Few days after that I'm sitting in the tube with my friends after we've viewed a flat when I see this gorgeous guy on the other side of the tube. I keep looking at him and notice that he is looking back. So after 20-30 minutes I decide I'm going to give him my number. So when we get off the train at the same stop I run after him and tap his shoulder and introduce myself. He, lets call him B asks for my number and off I go.
Two days after that I've been working and my friends and I are waiting for the darn bus when we decide that if the bus doesn't come in 10 minutes we'll just take a cab and fuck the price. 10 minutes later still no bus so we stand up to go when our bus comes. Yay. We get on and after 2 stops in Oxford a fellow comes tripping up the stairs. I laugh at him because I am evil, he smiles back and me being the chatterbox I am can't keep my mouth shut and comment "too much drinking?" his reply is yes. Anyway I keep talking with my friends when he butts in our conversation and then asks if he can sit next to me and we have a nice chat and exchange numbers.
Meet some others but no one really interesting. J keeps calling and texting wanting to do something. I'm too busy and not interested enough for him. B keeps texting about meeting up for drinks but our lives are clashing so we always have to put it off. I did meet Mr. Bus twice. Went well but now I'm not so sure. Oh well London is a great city filled with fish waiting for me to catch them and turn them into a Mcfish.

4. My friend came to visit. Showed her London and we had a blast, got stalked by a guy named Charlie Hill the snitch. Tricked a guy from Malta to buy us drinks and food from KFC then we dumped his ass. A lot of shopping. I found my dreamdress for New Years Eve' and bought amazin' shoes. My friend enjoyed her trip and I think she fell in love with London too. But she has to back off London is my Lover.

5. I got hit by a B-celebrity. I went to the club with my friends and this B-celebrity (the guy that plays the gardener that is screwing Gabrielle in season 1 of Desperate Housewives) he is there too because it's his birthday. And I'm dancing close to the DJ area and one blonde bimbo is sitting on the desk there when he comes up and picks her up and almost drops her headfirst to the floor, except she doesn't hit the floor she knocks into me. My head hurt like HELL. I was very close to going up to him and chew him a new one but then I was too tired to argue with a B-celeb and especially on his birthday. He was very beautiful, jackass. He wore jeans I think and a white T-shirt. His smile was sooo bright and he hadn't shaved in a few days. Hot stuff.

That's an summary of my three weeks. Many, many more things have happened but do I have enough energy to write it all down? NO. Do you care? NO. So that is all for now. I'll try to update at least once a week from now. Try being the keyword here.

Until then. Kisses!

where disappointment and regret collides

The bruise on my arm looks awful. I look like a housewife that has gotten quite a beating..alright fine it’s not that bad but..still. *self-pity*

I got an answer from some guy about renting his flat. That's great. Except thing’s got weirder with every mail. First he claimed that he is in South Africa now on a "mission of God" then he told me to talk with his wife about the flat. So I emailed her and she claimed that she is in United States right now and had a horrible accident which has given her hearing problems as well as put her in a wheelchair. Then she wanted information about me like my full name and address, my parents address, my religion and whatnot. And she wrote that she would want 1 or 2 months deposit before she would even send the keys over from the US. I answered back that I'm still very interested in the flat but I would not give out my full name and personal information to a stranger online. And I wrote that I do have the money for the deposit but I will not pay that until after I've seen the flat.The bitch didn't answer. I mean I knew it was bullshit once the mails started being drenched in talk about God and all. Do people really think that someone will send their money over just like that? Who is idiotic enough to do that?

Other news, my English teacher is quitting. So we’ll get someone new. It can only go downhill I think (except if we get Thea because she’s great too). Most the teacher’s in our school are boring based on what I’ve seen and heard in their lectures. I know I shouldn’t be prejudiced but I can’t help it. I’m really going to miss being picked on by my teacher. At least he makes the classes interesting.

So now I’m dreading next week. Not only will I get a new teacher but I might be homeless too since I still haven’t found a flat and have to move out of the residence by Sunday. Things are certainly looking up, eh?