Quite Frankly the weirdest experience of my life.

This is so long. but bear with me it has some amusing points.


order to first explain the events in Amsterdam I think I have to still figure them out a bit for myself.
As I predicted Mat's visit would be the death of me. It surely may as well have.
Mat arrives late on the 19th- we go out- I get wasted- pee the bed-so thats day one. perhaps an omen.

The next day we do some random stuff I cant remember. Big Ben or some shit.

Then it is Sunday- we have a flight to amsterdam on Monday morning at seven which means we have to leave New Cross at like 4 AM. instead of going to sleep early we decided to get wasted and stay up all night and then go to the airport. This was a fantastic idea--NOT. Anyhow we get drunk the usual. Then make our way to SOHO. Its a sunday night so not much is going on. And we get there late like maybe one or two...so we end up going to I think one bar and drinking a Long Island. Thanks mat another fantastic idea. So im wasted and mat is just peachy. Im sleeping on the bus back-as usual. For some reason I think that we passed our stop and before I even fully open my eyes I yell " MAt WE GOTTA GET off NOOWWWW" so we do. and I realize we are in the middle of some ghetto by a 24 hour grocery store.
We finally make it back get our stuff and somehow make it to the airport and on the plane- I was told I had three items in my bag that tested for having traces of explosives. Interesting but they didnt take away my pocket knife- but my allergy medicine was clearly a lethal threat. So i was pissed and had just eaten a full bag of chips- and next thing I know I am in Amsterdam.

Amsterdam I think is a DisneyLand or perhaps a Universal Studios-for stoners. I had an entirely differnt idea of what this city was. We came at the slow season- winter. The seemed to be made entirely for tourists. Shit was entirely too expensive. bottle of cola for like 3.50 Euro on Average. wtf. where do they do that --excpet disneyland and airports??

So we wandered around for over an hour trying to find our hostel.I was so tired and grumpy I already hated the city. I kept thinking every way you go you end up coming back to the same place eventually. The city is a circle. built on canals. Finally the hostel. and we get there around 11 AM impractically already asleep and then he tells me check in isnt until 2PM!! wtf. I gave him the most pissed off look and said WHAAAT? uhm what the hell am i supposed to do for three hours--So i literally threw my bags into a corner and sat down. Then we went to a sports bar.


That night ate a space cake at some random coffeeshop. ended up falling asleep soon after- didnt feel anything.


then along comes the next day. I think we go to a museum also over priced. Museums should be free. It was the Van Gogh museum- they didnt even have that amazing of a van Gogh collection and some other modern art pieces. I wasnt too impressed but enjoyed some of the art. Oh and we went to the heineken brewery. the tour was pretty cool-got some sweet pics. not much beer though. whatev it was like 11 am so thats fine. It was obvioulsy built soley for American Tourists as everything was completly in English nothing in Dutch.
That night we go to a bar called Lux. It was prettty nice. drinks are sooooo much money there. I was pissed. but we got to watch some middle aged man dance like a retard and stumble around. he tried to flirt with me and all the other girls there but ended up sitting on the ground ---still dancing. then we go to BABA - what we had read was one of the top coffeeshops in Amsterdam. After the failure of the first space cake I am curious about this one. There is just jars of weed on each table. I guess you can just take as much as you need. and vaporizers on each table as well. It was cool. But since im no stoner I wasnt in any sort of weedy heaven. Me and mat got space brownies. I only ate half because it was so thick. Mat kept urging me to eat the whole thing. And then.......

we are back at the hostel. dont feel shit- im on the computers. and mat says -im feeling it whooooah-. so he wants to sleep and we go to bed. Somehow I cant sleep. my thoughts were so weird. I kept obsesivly thinking about things i had never thought of before. I began to plan this huge art project i wanted to do. but i couldnt focus on one thing and kept having to trace my trail of thinking. I still didnt think I was high. but i have some cookies by my bed and I really wanted to eat them. There are 4 other people in the room besides us. soo i think okay i have to be quiet its like 3am by now. so im making a plan. Get the keys, get my sweatshirt, get my shoes, get the cookies and go out into the lobby maybe the computer will distract me till i can sleep. because i cannot physically lie down anymore. I keep moving and stuff. so i start to get up and shuffling around. but then I think that this is hilarious. and I keep covering my mouth to stop laughing. here is my thoughts:

okay keys...keys shuffle shuffle
SHIT! stop laughing. okay keys where are they shuffle shuffle
laughing again
okaaaay focus!! focus!! keys gotHoodie more shuffling. there is so much shuffling and for some reason I have all these bags that keep making noise. plastic bags seemed extremely loud/funny. after at least a half hour of this I get up cookies in hand and go out into the lobby. I am so confused because where the lobby is- there is now a closed door. and thenI try to open it with my key--obviously cant. This other kid is there trying to open the door as well. we both start laughing because we cant open the door. I keeep asking isnt this where reception is? he said i think this is my room. i keep laughing by covering up my mouth because i am embarassed how i cant control what im doing. then all the sudden the door swings open. A man is outside in his boxers. he starts yelling at the kid. i just back away-clutching my cookies and stare. he yells at the kid saying " whats wrong with you" your not normal are you" and the kid realizes his room is on the second floor and runs up the stairs. I am standing there looking soooo confused. I keep looking up and down the stiars to see if i too have confused the floors of where the reception is. then there is this exchange
The man asks me- was that boy bothering you?
no.
he was not leaving you alone? he is very strange?
i was trying to say i was looking for reception and he was looking for his room.
i ended up just jingling my keys and laughing.
cover my mouth again.
-what are you doing.
-i .....giggle.
then lurk my head past the door where he is standing.
-you cant sleep?
-no...im now smiling uncontrollably.
-i think--shit he thinks im coming on to him by smiling and looking into his room.
then this is also hilarious and i cover my mouth again and look down.
-why cant you sleep
-this question also hilarious. I suppress the laughter.
-is someone snoring? is it cold?
-i just shake my head yesss. snoring yess
-then he glances at the cookies i am holding.
What are those?
-cookies.
why do you keep looking into the room?
-where is reception
-its here see
-i look again
-well its dark but its here
- i still keep looking.
-I want to say can I use the computer
-then he takes mycookies and examines them for seriously 5-10minutes
-these are good
-i would eat some but i just brushed my teeth
-keeeps looking at them
-american cookies huh?
-where are you from? the US?
- i struggle to explain being from the US and then he starts asking about mat.
- i start worrying cause i cant stop giggling and he wont stop asking me questions
-he is in his boxers with my cookies! i cant go back in there cause i cant sleeep!!!

so i manage to say - ohh my friend has a computer so i will just use that since i cant sleep. because i didnt want to go on the one in the reception area anymore since he would stay around if i did.
go back into the room- the door wont close. everyone hears me.
I am im seriously in a state of panic at this point and cannot control myself.
What do i dooo!!!!!
So I try to wake up Mat.
Mat heeeey mat. Wake up!
-whuuuut do you want
-Mat I cant sleep
-your making so much noise
-I know its cause i cant sleep. so i went out into the hall. with my cookies
-another fit of giggles i put my face in mats mattress
-shhhhh your being loud
-okay mat i went out there and i wanted to eat my cookies and then the guy came out in his boxers and wouldnt let me leave. maaat i dont know what to do
-your HIGH
-I know! hahahah
0 but seriously mat i need help
-im having a panic attack
-just close your eyes and lie down
-please come out in the hall with me
-no! go to bed. your waking up everyone being so loud
-mat come outside with me please.
- i cant go out there alone!
-just go to sleeep
-Mat im having a panic attack. If you dont come outside with me im going to start yelling!
one two three.
matttt! come on please.
mat turns around and i start shaking him, punching him and pulling his hair
none of which work.
YOUR THE WORST FRIEND EVER!!!!!!!
then I fall back into my bed and start to cry a bit/twitch.
okay i cant sleep
i cant go into the lobbby
what do i doo.
cant sleep
cant move
fuck fuck fuck. okay okay
i start texting jeff and then Gloria trying to explain the situation. then i start laughing. i coudlnt focus on the text and the buttons.
the buttons are so loud.
okay i gotta get out of the room-find somewhere to go outside or something,
so once again i grab my things. put on shoes- struggle with getting everything together. grab my coat and go outside.
run down the stairs.
realize im in mats coat. my pajamas tennis shoes and mats coat. 4 am Amsterdam. I start walking. trying to call jeff. sending him texts about almost getting raped and mat not helping me.
I keep hearing things. someone walking behind me. I turn around and nobody is there. someone is whistling and following me. turn around nobody is there. everytime i walk past someone they offer me crack. look at me!!! does it look like i need crack!!!
walking walking walking
thinking thinking what to do what to do
cant focus. im mad at mat
im scared of things.
i feel so paranoid. i stop walking and look around. then i start laughing. nothing! nothing! is open. i want to find an internet cafe so i can talk to someone. i just need a distraction. or else i have to keep walking. i have no more minutes on my phone. I call and try to top up my minutes. they cant do it outside the uk. i start to panic. the woman gives me five pounds in credit. I use it all in a two minute convo with Jeff trying to tell him what is happening. and that he needs to add minutes onto my phone from his comp. but i cant talk clearly. i starting telling him about the owner of the hostl. Jeff all I want was to use the computers and all he wanted was to....FUUUUUUUUCK
MY PHONE IS OUT OF MINS AGAIN!!!
and now dying from low battery.
so no phone no minutes
nothing is open
no one i can talk to
i just keep walking
walking
i keep going in circles.
I see some homeless guy on a bike and he tells me something. i realize im staring and jsut walk away. i see people in a cafe. oh no wait those are just empty chairs in an abandoned store. I keep seeing the man from the hostel. HE is following me!! how is he in the storefront!!
i am going insane.
walking walking
walking.
amsterdam-fuck you!!
the only thing in this city right now are drug dealers and prostitutes. no other sign of life.
coffeeshops- a place that might usually be open at this hour. but a coffeeshop in amsterdam isnt a coffeeshop and thats where the trouble came from in the first place.
i somehow end up at the central train station. i walk around there. ask if they have interent. no
there is a place across the street. i hear the directions and as hard as i try to focus on them i forget them immediatly. so i just start walking again.
okay so i now realize i wont be able to contact anyone. im freaking out.
one million thoughts run through my head every second. they wont stop. i keep seeing things. i keep hearing things. why wouldnt mat take care of me. why am i in this self-proclaimed damned city???? so i think of ways to get back. i see a broken store front and stare at it for a few minutes. dockers store. who would break into a dockers store. i wonder maybe they just drunkenly drove their bike into it. everyone here is stones and on bikes. biiiiikes.
fuuck. i keep walking. it should be getting light soon. its past six. still nothing is opening. nothing. no one anywhere.
after a bit more of this insanity. i find the path back to the hostel. christmas lights and stores for tourists. coffee shops and clubs. there is nothing in this city for a normal human life. a park, an all night cafe, a hostel THAT ISNT RUN BY A CRACK PERVERT
i walk more just to exhaust myself so i can fall asleep.
i get back into bed. somehow i fall asleep after some more anxiety. I want to go home at this point. i want my mom. i want contact. I feel soooo alone.
I sleep until aboout six pm the next day. still in a haze when i wake up.
i tell jeff on skype that im okay. i want to go home. i want to go home. so i sleep some more. mat is waiting for me to wake up. he thinks im mad at him. and i was. until i actually WOKE up. its already dark again. Its Christmas Eve!! we go to some italian place. Im soooo hungry. I eat a full plate of pasta and feel even more hungry.
we walk around and i tell mat about what happened. apparently he was trippin ballls as well and didnt even comprehend what i was saying. we were both so fucked.
there was something in those brownies. It was not just weed.

then we end up going out since its the eve of my birth. we go to a bar and share ten shots of jagermeister. we try to find supperclub. a famous club in amsterdam. cant find it. we end up going to two bar/clubs in our area.
my fave was
the club NEWS. full of middle aged people. we get there around 2 am and it is bumpin full throttle. The music there is the shit. from the looks of it it looks tacky but they are playing prince, jock jams, MAMBO no. 5, james brown, chubby checker etc. we drink some ridiculously over priced drinks. and this woman starts talking to me. she is hilarious from Ibiza. she grew up in Amsterdam though. she is exuberant and full of life.
In Ibiza we can smoke EVERYWHERE. cigarettes. smoke them anywhere! not in here though.
I tell her to smoke anyhow. and make flippin off motions towards the bartenders. FUUUCK EMMM. she gives me a cigarette and we secretly smoke them. both get caught and then yell fuuccck em. then me and her dance. she said she loves spain. spaniards are the best. they know everything. she asks me if i know the music. yes i do. she tells me about living life etc. she looks like and reminds me of gloria so i automatically like her. she tells me to live life. I tell him im livin iiiiiit! then she asks mat are you from US as well. i think she said LIVE YOUR LFE. MAt hears GET A LIFFFFFFE. hahahaah
either way its funny.
did she just tell me to get a life?
hahah
then we go to burger king to top the night off.

Christmas Morning. I feel like im still high from something and hungover. we go to the Rijksmusuem. seee some rembrandt and shit.
go to antoehr coffeee shop. i eat a special space cake. go out again etc etc. im finding everything funny but not tripping or hallucinating. this is a plus. we have fun. hit up BK again.

so our hostel:
the shower basically a gas chamber. so for the full 5 days neither mat or I shower. not to mention that my deoderant got taken away for having explosives on it. so i llok homeless im high as shit and delirious. and Its Christmas YAAAY. my gifts come in shots.
The bathroom i decide smells of a dead prostitute.

our roommates are interesting. two guys from Prague. who get high and read MAxim and visit the Hemp and Canabis museum. two girls that were traveling from Salamanca, SPain leave on christmas eve day. we didnt think that anyone was taking their place. but ohhhhh no
at 4 am someone stumbles in. I think its mat going to the bathroom. Mat what the fuck are you doing. no reply. then the figure walks over to where the two guys are sleeping. then stumbles around the room some more. I realize its not mat. then all the sudden he is sitting on my bed. I kick him
ohhh sorreeee sorrrre. he jumps up and simultaneously grabs my blanket.
THATS MY BLANKET. he stumbles to his bed. I say what the fuck out loud and try to fall asleep. well this man beats me to it. I didnt know that humans could snore so loudly. it was like a tractor and train crashed with every breathe. I turned on my ipod. music up all the way he was still snoring louder. I kept laughing. then finally fell asleep. he gets up at like 9 am and him and his buddies in the room next door start bang a ranging around. Who the hell is this asshole.
this hostel is officially whaaaaaack as shit.

pics to come soooon

21!!!!! once again im a barely legal HOTTTTIEE!!

Am in Amsterdam- coming back to London
Still with Mat
IM 21- LEgallllllll 100% purrrcent yo

SO i am in still some kind of Haze from this whole trip- Mat just thinks I am trying to be anooying but I serisouly feel weeeeird.
Amsterdam is really odd and I dont know if I really like it.
I will update some of the adventures when I get back to London. If you are interested in hearing how i was royally trippin balllzzzers all over Amsterdam (alone)
MAt is also the worst friend ever. I will explain this as well.
oh I made friends with a gloria 20 years from now. And had by blanket stolen by some asshole in our hostel room.
These are all very epic stories. stay tunedddddd.

yeeeeeaassss
lets admit it im still high- thanks mat.

-Vera

So looks like I will have a place to live when I get back to Seattle in April.
Nikki, Jackie, Gloria, Kari and I found a house on 17th and Marion. 3 bedrooms.
Master bedroom apparently huge- will be shared
and I have willingly opted to live in the garage- my mom didnt think I was serious when I told her. And i am expecting a comment from my sister to this blog going something like this " your going to live in the Garage!!!? your weird? Why would you want to do that?"
'In the Garage' by Weezer will be my theme song.
It might suck- but it might only be for 3 months. I handled living on Gills floor for 3 months so I think I can do this. and I think I am going to deck the shit out of it. Hello Kitty luxury suite!!!!
I am just going to be excited until someone tells me I am retarded or i get bit by a rat.
I am excited about my roommates. Gloria is excited that the Master Bedroom has vaulted ceilings and Jackie is overly excited that our landlord put up a blog for selling the house- thus according to Jackie our house has a blog.

I wish I could go back now. Winter in the Garage is probably not the best though. And im not done with London yet. Its crazy how after three months in this city where I have made a large effort to see many things there is still soooo much to be seen. This is good though.

This is my life im livvin iiiiiiiiit bitttccheezzzz

Westminister ABI(Martin)

This is unusual for me to go for over a 48 hour time span without blogging. I should get paid for it given that I do it like its my job. I have been busy for once in my life. Finishing with finals and being a wonderful host to Jeff and now Abi. Showing people London makes me love it even more. Abi is being a dutiful tourist and taking approximatley 10,000,000,000 pictures of Big Ben. I take it she is rather fond of big clocks, i mean big clocks. She is now sleeping in my bed after a hard day of adventures. We actually did quite a bit today. The day went as follows. A walk from new cross to Greenwich. This entails walking through depford- the shithole of london. Going to the point of the Prime Meridian- which was on top of an observatory which almost gave me an asthma attack to walk up towards. Going to the famous crossing at Abbey Road- its not demarcated in any way so you really have to know where your going. There are usually 1-5 people there taking pictures. I am surprised none of them have been hit by a car yet cause they definalty cause blocks in traffic. Then we went to Camden- Abi looked at Pipes whereas the paraphernalia of my choice lay in yumsters and Hello Kitty. Then we went to Harrods- Ultra luxurious department store where i bought a single cupcake. and abi fulfilled her british dream of eating a mince pie. its fruit which they call mince meat. a confusion of meat and fruit which does not appeal to my senses. Tomorrow its the national gallery-weeee Mat arrives on Friday- whereupon we will round up all the gays in the Greater London Area and bring them to my flat to listen to Madonna and Rhianna

For Good Measure/Abi

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josh hartnett

I have gotten a sense of home-sickness for Salt Lake. I dont know what it is-
the abundance of burritos I could so easily have at my disposable 24-hours a day
Things being cheap??
Thrift Store Paradise??
Obese Mormons?
My family?
My angsty youth?
The few friends I miss so much?

I really dont know. But sometimes I just wish I was there. I would eat burritos every day. Drive around and blast aqua!! This is all I did last winter break. Me and James drove around in my moms mercedes while blasting aqua and singing along shamelessly/ making up our own words.

Also I puked in the Parking lot of a huge shopping mall on Black Friday after having drank too many beers too fast. Then james ate chinese food and scared some woman by making scary sex sounds. This is the life that im missing?

Im in a city that is one of the cultural capitols of the world and all i can think about are burritos and harassing mormon people.

I am hoping that I get a chance to go back some time during the sumer.

Last night went to cheapskates.
So it used to be strip club. I instantly noticed the trashy glam allure of the whole place. Trashy things spark my interest so i instantly liked it. There was leapord print carpet. mirrors poles and a stage. I loved it. every wednesday they have 80p drinks. This is redic cheap and i decided that it was time for a study break. Me Elizabeth, Katie and Beth oh and KAties friend angelina all met up in SOHO and went to this place.
It was fun. I kept drinking rather chugging and didnt feel anything. i was like wtf. kept counting my change and buying more drinks. Katie and Angelina were waaaaasted. angelina kept pole dancing. and guys kept hitting on katie. Elizabeth kept going to get more drinks and wouldnt stop. it was cute. This guy came up and tried to psycho analyse me and beth. He gave a scenario with a field of strawberries. apparently i basically do what i want and dont give a shit what anyone says. beth on the other hand has morals. i think hes full of shit. i told him that too. i tried to dance but wasnt at my best for moves. so we kept going back to the bar. 10 drinks in---seemingly sober. this is reallly annoying. anyhow we went home a bit before it closed. I met some people on the bus and they gave beth and I samples from a magazine. They give tons of samples in magazines here. Like good ones too. Then I skyped jeff and went to bed.
WOke up and was pisssssed! why am i hungover???? i didnt feel drunk. cheap booze means my body feels it even if i do not. now its 7 pm. i have to hand in two 3,000 word essays tomorrow. gonna be a long night.
i dont have class tomorrow so its all good.
As soon as i get my four essays in my break starts!! but its a long way till i get there. and im a slow worker. im just going to make jeff write my other two. he doesnt know it yet.
i will see him on saturday. whoooa this is sooooon.

okay so me jackie nikki kari and gloria need to find a house pronto. Destiny is taking my spot till i get back when she goes abroad. 5 bedroom house capitol hill- is this going to happen? if so then the kitty kat mansion will become a reality.

Josh hartnet is in town doing the play Rainman. I need to run into him before he escapes.

home away from home away from home

I thought it was day-break when I was waking up. Nope it was just already getting dark- 3:45 pm
I had missed the day. So depressing. Plus I was going to get a fresh start and do work. Perhaps I will do that instead of going out tonight.

My life is so different here. I dont know if I like it or not. In Seattle all the people that I want to be friends with I am. I love my friends. I think each one is unique and amazing. I didnt tell anyone what I was thankful for yesterday- because everyone I was with kept saying " Im thankful for all the great people I have met here and being able to share this great time with all of you"

In my head I was thinking the opposite. I celebrated thanksgiving 2 times. Once with my flat. So it was american girls- Tovah Tiff Kelley. Kelleys boyfriend Tom- who is the dumbest bro you can imagine. and Tiffs friend Stacey who was visiting from the US. and then Adam, Paul and some other British dude that looks like John Mayer. They made some really good food and actually had a turkey- It was all really yummy. I didnt give a shit about the people though.

Then i took a nap. Went to go get booze. and went into E block. where Katie and her two friends who were visiting were cooking a shit ton of food. I sat around being useless- as always. all the other americans had gotten together to cook this thanksgiving meal. They used 3 kitchens- cooked 4 chickens . There was everything you could imagine. Including collard(colored) greens for Jess. It was Ridiculous. But we all gathered together and had a great meal. It was nice. But I didnt know most the people and thought it weird to be celebrating with them. But beth and Katie and Jess where there and so it felt okay.

took another nap. Then we drank a bit and went to the student union. All in all not amazing- but a nice time shared with people.

I miss everyone back home so much.

I want to make friends with certain people here- i dont know where to start.
The new people who move into my flat next quarter might be awesome. It could only be an improvement.

If my love for London was not as strong as it is I would be on the next flight home. New Cross is a shit hole. hahaha I think its hilarious. going into the city is still rewarding each time.

Miss my family a lot. Cant wait to show my parents London as I see it.

Jeff Abi and Mat are all coming to visit me.One after the other. My little heart is so happy!!
I cannot wait. Me and mat are going to Amsterdam. I have been doing some research. Im so excited. 21st Birthday in Amsterdam. I dont want to get my hopes too high- but i expect it to be amazing.

Cutie Retirement Home/ TACO BELL HELLL

Okay so I write too many blogs. Im sorry. Sometimes I just need to write things down cause I dont want to do what Im actually supposed to.

Two things:

They dont have Taco Bell in London. WTF. They have like 5667,099,973 fried chicken places within a mile proximity of my dorm- but no cheap mexican food. This is a disaster. I googled taco bell in London and about a million other people had posted forums pondering the same things. As a result I learned of the rise and fall of the Taco Bell in London. It was once here but failed miserably because it didnt taste right. There are like 2 beaners in this whole fucking country. ughhhh. I hate kebabs! I hate Jamaican food. I dont want to eat goat meat, coconut and giant turnip looking things!!!

Also I realized I am failing miserably at acquiring new stickers for my sticker collection!! I wanted to put a sticker on something today. I realized my collection is suffering terribly. Sticker hunt is happening full throttle. I still have the BSB sticker extravaganza set. as well as some dino stickers. I want Brit Stickers!!!! okay this mission is going to happen. If anyone wants to start a sticker club when I get back please let me know. Only serious inquiries will be reviewed.

I got some cool books today. And saw a hilarious installation at a gallery. Here is a sample. Going to show further that I LOVE old men!!!!!!!



May I add this was made by an asian- makes it ten times better!!!


-ho-werk time

GAY gay gay faggy fag gay HOmo

Can the art of others be modern?
--No everyone not pertaining to the western world are monkeys- running around throwing poop at each other. of course they cant be modern.

There done. thats my final paper for anthropology of art.

On that note- Jeff said he was reprimanded for referring to something as "gay". We also invented a gesture for Rim Jobs much like the vag-lick gesture and BJ gesture. This one represents RJ's. For some reason a particular gaybot found this offensive. Jesus Christ. Are people losing their sense of offensiveness since I have left? As long as Mat lets me say fag, and call him gay in a derogatory way then I will be at ease.

Will said I take things too far sometimes and should watch out for hyper-sensi people. This is going to be tough. But I am going to try.


..........................This blog doesnt count.

Ooops I did it again!

My head hurts.
What did I do last night?

I woke up at six AM in my bed in my clothes----and realized ooops! i did it again!
Some of you know exactly what this means...for others im not going to explain because it is embarassing.

So thats my life.

I went to adams room to see if he would let me in and fill me in on what happened. He just yelled at my to go away . I stood in the hall for like five minutes pouting, holding my blanket and making sad sounds. then went back into my room. I dont know why adam was mean to me. Maybe I did something rude last night. I dunno.

Fucking SOCO. Southern asshole....thats what i feel like right now.

i feel like making sad sounds all day and trying not to vom.

whooooooo euro lyyyyfe.
suck my dick

I blog too much.

A Disclaimer/picta

PICSSASSSSSSS




The Orsay---------------- Eiffel Tower/Paris Map---- ---Mona Lisa VAG



JUSTICE CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11

A Disclaimer:
If you find the things I write about offensive, stupid or rude then please refrain from reading my posts. Probably because I will soon make fun of you and that will only make things worse. My friends know this is all in the best of fun and me making fun of people is only second nature. Dont read if you dont like---well actually internet feuds and controversy is actually really amusing so perhaps negate everything I said.

The weekend is here!
I just ate mashed potatoes and some random indian food I had for breakfast- my tummy is not thanking me. Speaking of thanks- the holiday is coming up. My first Thanksgiving away from home. Thanksgiving a holiday that virtually mean nothing to me. Except I really enjoy mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie.
I think the American students are getting something together. I am not really sure. I do miss my family. It does not take Thanksgiving to make me realize that though.
So far
Celebrating the Election and Halloween out of the US have proven rather enjoyable. I dont miss America yet.
Is that rude???

for now here some more pics be:


Camden ---------------Trafalgar Square------------- Buckingham Palace


----------------Goldsmiths-------------------

Im actually doing work now so my blog is lame as shit

Tues-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Getting into the habit of studying has proven to be immensely difficult. I spent my evening in the library- Im always the last out and this Indian guy always has to come and tell me their closing and waits for me to get my stuff and locks the doors of the floor im on. Then as I walk past the student union - around midnight- i see that the bouncers are taking the barriers back in. Why do they have bouncers for pound a pint/ pub quiz night? I am confused by this. Then I hear students screaming like drunk assholes from the balcony. I put up my hood in fear of getting beer or cigarette ashes on my head.

This is student life.

I love this school. I hate the freshmen. They dont do shit. Thank god my classes are with 2nd and 3rd years. Luckily I got put in the flat which (much to adams and pauls dismay) isnt the drunken baby whore party flat. I can actually go to sleep without be lulled by beats of some shitty techno.
Adam and Paul are both looking to move out at the end of the term. I doubt either of them will take enough initiative to do it- given the amount of effort they put into everything else. But if so i might get a new set of flatmates. or just be left with Sarah and Esther. For someone wanting to -College Lyyyfe Experience- This would be a disaster. for me this would be preferable.

Before kids come to college they should give them a crash course on binge drinking. or how to binge drink and not be a complete ass. these are all very important things to learn. some of which i still am working on mastering.

I went to the Tate Modern yesterday. I really like the museum. It is a place where you can just go and relax. entry is free and they also have loads of places outside the exhibits to just sit or whatnot. I went to an exhibit by Cildo Meireles. He is a Brazilian artist. Mostly conceptual work- with very strong political messages. I wasnt expecting it at all but i was blown away by the exhibit. It was like a playground for my senses. Most of the installations absorbed me completely. Like I was being digested by the work.
If you have any interest in art and shit like that you should look into his work.

Mr.Will Segerstrom has started a blog. After getting drunk almost every night and sending me messages on skype which i would read the next morning- I thought perhaps these wonderful bits of consciousness-or lack of- should be transposed to a more formal place. BLOG!! its great. If you enjoy seeings others sucking at life you should also look into his work:
whiskeyandcorndogs.blogspot.com


Weds----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I spent all day in class or at the library.When I came out into the day it was already dark. It gets dark here around 4:45. I have often slept through a whole day or not seen daylight. Spring better be fucking rainbows-buttercups and puppies around here. If i get through winter and am not severely affected by seasonal depression- i expect spring to be nothing less of a puppy/kitty balloon parade.

After classes and meeting with one of my professors. I went to camden arts centre. They are having an exhibit on Wallace Berman. He was in the 60s LA art scene. Something that Dr. Allen had glorified given it was the topic of his dissertation. So it was interesting to see some of these works. I noticed they all have a very fleeting characteristic to them. Like the shelf life is very short. They are collages of various media. They look very aged now. I think its interesting that the artist didnt try to make them something that can be perserved for a very long time. Like an old newspaper that will fall apart in your hands. The works kind of had that feeling to them.

Anyhow that was fun. Then I did some work and went to sleep. I was planning to get some work done today. I somehow slept through class. so mad at myself. and continued sleeeping all day. I dont understand how my body allows me to sleep so much. Tonight beth, katie and I are going out. we worked hard this week!! katies friends are in town!! all reasons to celebrate.

For you this is just a good time- BUT FOR ME THIS IS WHAT I CALL LIFE!!!!!

why is the rap breakdown of the City High song so good.

I dont even care about London Life. All i wanna do is make raps that are inspired by City High.

Gloria came to visit this weekend. it is soooo goood to see familiar faces. not that its unfamiliar for me here. But its like i can be the retard i am back home and not confuse people.

I am still working on uploading pics from Prague.

Tovah is yelling at someone on Skype. This is fun. It really is like life in the projects...is that rude.

When I was in Prague I realized I love old men. Yeah. I am the next anna nicole smith. except my tits are bigger.
So we went on this pub crawl thing. There was not many of us. I dont really remember who was with us aside from me katie and Beth. We met this girl Lucy from our hostel. She was really awesome. they thought she was a dyke....i assured them that she was just Australian. which proved to be true when she went home with a Nigerian man.
right so. We were at one of the pubs. I was getting bored and just sitting. All the sudden I tell Beth to go take a picture of me and this random old man that i spotted. I decided I needed to kiss him and that she needed to take a picture. He didnt mind. Quite friendly actually. So I never hit on people my age but just try to kiss 75 year olds. it works. The next day I was trying to find a museum- I was by myself. Then all the sudden I found that a retired old man was trying to help me find my way. I think he came out of nowhere. He defiantly didnt disappear as quickly as he appeared. I think he guided me for like 40 minutes. I was scared he was going to go all the way to the museum with me. This is what retired men do- seek out young girls who travel on their own. He was not creepy in the slightest. He wasnt very helpful either. I find in travels that old people are the ones most willing to help- but also the most useless.

I am going to post pics....soon.

I have less than a month till the end of the term. my time here is going quick- sitting around in my room eating yumsters for the majority of it doesnt help either.

I made a new drink last night.

Absinth-Vodka-Redbull-Fanta.
Some people use the same ingredients to make meth. I just drink it. It was not so bad.
Me Glo-Beth, Katie, Adam and his friend dan went to soho last night. its a cool area. Lots of people all over the place. It was either very blurry there or i was just rather drunk. Gloria insists my dance moves were more ridiculous than ever. Katie and Beth claim that someone tried to dance with me and adam physically cock-blocked them. Fact or Fiction? I think I had fun.
Drinks are expensive there. This is really how it must be done. Chug a liter of gasoline before going into club- you will be well fucked for the rest of the night.

sounds like somebody is crumping upstairs. I want to master the moves of crumping.


Still going to kill Paul.

Yeah that about sums it up.

Hibernation

I have finally gotten myself into a reasonable sleeping schedule. I got to bed before 2 am. Last night went to bed at like 11:30- its 7:30 and im awake. Of course instead of doing my reading for class im blogging. whatevaaa.


Miss my friends so hard right now. Im seriously getting so sick of everyone here. I get along with Eshter in my flat. thats it. Then there are the American Girls- they are leaving in a month though. I either need to start making more friends or perhaps be content with solitude. I actually am going to do that maybe. Once im back in Seattle I know it will all change!!
I dont mind it. But i do get bothered when i enter into these aliented states. Seasonal affective disorder- ruining my life---im just trying to live it.
ha

Like i mentioned previously. I fucking love London. New Cross disguises how amazing London is. But once you get out of New Cross and into Central- Its like a whole new world---magic carpet ride.
It is so beautiful. I hate looking like a tourist and stopping to gawk at the city scape. so i try to bustle along like all the locals- but then realize i dont know where im going and get confused.

I fuckin love this city. Dont worry Seattle Im going to come back.

I think im getting sick. My glands are swollen. and body aches. Gloria is coming for the weekend. Shit!! i cant get sick. We have to own-----i will just take airborne bongs and drink 69 redbull. perfect!! I will feel amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and then die.

miss everyone!! its nice to hear from people

D1 $LUTS

I was thinking that since Seattle University switched ranks in divisions that we should also find a more suiting mascott. I was thinking we could be the D1 Sluts. I think it would be more representative of the student body--especially the incoming freshman puzz that seem to be out of control and raging with hormones.Gatorade will do that. Im surprised how the D1 sluts have been scoring big with the older women. It means they know how to win big.

I hate our school sometimes.
Stephen Sandbags can suck my D1 Dick.

I wanna stay at Goldsmiths. I miss everyone too much though. Goldsmiths has a giant metal sculpture on top of one of the art departments building. Very modern looking. I really like it.


Apparently they could have chosen between that sculpture or an Olympic sized pool. The student body chose the sculpture. This is exactly opposite to what our school did. I dont give a shit about sports--its all just about money. I feel as though goldsmiths is the kind of insitution I should be at- not D1 sluts university.


Since I spent reading week in Prague I now have to lock myself in the library today to write a paper. I was inspired by a documentary I watched on Hunter S. Thompson and think I am going to construct a theory about His journalism in respects to the current state of the American Dream for my cities of modernity class. I still havent learned basic sentence structure. This is usually a problem in writing papers.

I will post some things about my time in Prague later this week- look forward to:
US Election in Prague
Pub-Crawl weirdness
over-stimulation by Czech Architecture/Art
Bohemian Night life

Blog That Shit

My liver is currently in recession.
On monday going to Prague.
Have to write a paper between then and the Monday of next week.
Shit fuck shit.

Halloween party repeat tonight.

went to a party in one of the flats. it was weird. okay. but weird. and some immigrant bitch kept stealing my vodka- like it was nothing.
Then made my way over to a house party. wow it was weird. no it was okay. but not like house parties in the states. It was really chill and not loud. Music was only in the basement. the basement was basically a crack den. People trippin balls listening to techno. always a delight. Then some guys tried talking to me. great conversation starter----he told me he fisted miley sirus. then i made my way back into the kitchen. Tom Waits twin was there playing the guitar---so fuckin cracked out. he was seriously more cracked out than anyone i have ever seen. but his voice sounded just like tom waits...how do you fuck up your lungs like that before your even thirty. jesus. then some albino guy asked me why i was wearing a coat. well i said this is my party outfit...a coat and a scarf. he told me to take off my coat. i unzipped it. then i had a t-shirt on underneath. he asked is that all your wearing....uhhhm yeah. then he tried me to make my shirt more slutty by trying to pull the shoulders down....so i smacked his hand away and left the room.fuckin albinos. then some fuckin wiggers were there. i cant even describe this. but if you have ever seen tha Ali G. show you will get the idea. then i was leaving some asshole grabbed my ass.....i turned around ...he asked where you going. Home. then he said shut up. Flipped him off and left. great place. yeah it was weird. London is full of interesting people. still trying to sort through everyone. Luckily adam was at the party babysitting as usual.


I should start packing or something.

Im blogging too often now. my motto in life has become "BLOG THAT SHIT" when anything remotley interesting you must- Blog that shit! the most nerdy motto one could ever have...or has

The journey of a native INDIE-an

Its 8 pm. Still in my pajamas. I was an Indie Indian for Halloween. Being a native was very tiring. Must have been all that tribal dancing. I wish I had a camera so bad because I saw some ridiculous costumes last night. This girl that was dressed as a legitimate indian kept coming up to me and telling me how much she liked my costume. hahaa As soon as my friend posts pics I will put them up. I also wanna see pictures of everyone elses costumes. I met some girls in the bathroom while I was tring to fix my indie headdress. One of them for some reason really loved my costume. She kept telling me how cool it was. She thought I was a "lost boy" like from Peter Pan. Then she asked me where I was from. I said I go to school in Seattle. Then everyone that walked into the Bathroom she told them that I was from Seattle. She must have been on ectasy or something. I cant imagine anyone being so excited about my colorful costume unless they were trippin balls. I think even people that were in stalls she would yell to them and tell them--hey this girl is from Seattle. WTF i dont get it. but her friends seemed pretty cool actually. Dunno if I would recognize if I saw them again or vice versa.

The student union put on a Halloween event that was actually really cool. The bands were surprisingly much to my liking. They were so sick. except everyone was like" what is this music-its totally shit" "why dont they put on something we can dance to". Basically anything that isnt soldier boy, lil wayne or some other hip-hop trash people get pissed off cause they cant grind to it. whateverr. fuckin gay.

i have ate a choclate trifle dessert today. and been drinking out of a 3 liter thing of coke

more updates later

Looks like I must really love to recycle....or just get drunk a lot.

we watched a movie called "Paris is Burning" in one of my classes today. Its about trannies and the origin of the Vogue-ing trend among the tranny subculture in the 80's. It just really pissed me off. then we had to talk about gender and shit and I wanted to leave so i could go to my flat and eat hotdogs. I always get pissed off at Gender or Race discussions. Not even going to go into it.


Please excuse my lack of spell check or ability to make coherent statements. Sometimes I write just as I speak- then it might make more sense.

Here is some things about my weekend:

Traveling makes me think so much. Also makes me eat so much. Also makes me want to sleep so much.

What am I getting at...oh okay right...I had such a good weekend, spent in Paris with Gloria. couldnt have been better- it was like the fiend honeymoon 2008. I am not even going to try and describe everything we did and saw etc. going to places and seeing tons of amazing things is that it leaves you overwhelmed and it takes a while to digest it all. Still digesting this one. But i do think that traveling is an experience you really cant share with anyone. you can show pictures or talk about what you did-what you saw. even if you want to share it you cant. so its like a secret you keep with yourself because no one else can understand how everything felt- you can only spark interest for someone else.
We saw JUSTICE on Friday. It was so fucking amazing....me and Gloria discussed this- but no one would really understand- life is ridiculous!!! Lots of fiend action. I even got invited to an AFTER PARTY. woooo. oh wait it was by three black guys outside the club- while i was waiting for glo who was obliviously dancing inside still--typical. they kept suggesting i go to their after party. Apparently wearing a huge t-shirt and leggings makes you look like you want to get gang-banged. I just tried to admire the Arch de Triomphe and hope they would stop offering. Somehow we both survived, the night and the rest of the trip. Paris is cool. Lots to see. Go there for more than a weekend. and don't mistake salad for beouf (beef). ground beef crepe---not so yumster more like a hamburger helper frenchie style.

I keep thinking about this. Since I came to college my life has gotten better and better. sure there are downs but- the highs are higher and the lows are lower- but ultimately it is like things are going up generally- constant climaxxx!!! given the laws of motion i wonder how long can things peak before they either level out or come back down again. like when will i look and say wow thats when things were good. I dont wanna ever stop the climaxxxxxxx.

Glo has all the pics otherwise I would post some from the trip. I want to make an album of us mocking the cultures of places we travel.


Going to Prague in a week. Going to chill so hard and perhaps see some Art Nouveau and Kafka shit. Maybe Vince and Brysons 45 year old Czech roommate could give me some tips. he comes off as very cultured. hahahhaahaaa

Esther confided in me that she has a crush on Adam and wants to bone him. HAHAHAHA. so good watching him be awkward as fuck while she shamelessly comes on to him. life is always amusing.

Slutty Baby

SLUTTY BABY

Halloween Costume idea??
This is a great one. Fabric is having a huge Halloween party- its called nightmare rave or something. I am determined to go this time. Tovah is going....grrrreat.
She was fuckin drunk the other night it was great watching her be a drunken-baby-whore mess.

I was thinking of being an Indian- Native American not Dot. Hmmm or maybe a Ninja. I just wanna make something and not buy it.

Paris next weekend and then Halloween then reading week. I think we are going to go to Trapini in Siciliy. Its their off season so the tickets are really cheap. It may or may not rain the whole time. for a 10 pound ticket its a risk i am willing to take.

I am listening to the final debates right now. I cant believe that the elections are in three weeks. Me and jeff had a heated debate a few days ago over some art history. It was really gay and I just wanted to do that instead of taking my sleeping pills. worked pretty well. jk...kinda


I was wondering about the variety of countries currently in recession. I found a cool website that has an interactive maps. I like pictures so it was really entertaining. Interactive learning--like Leap Frog instead of real books.
Click Here!---then go to the link on the page.

Even London can be boring sometimes. Wednesday and Thursday night were really fun--Today Friday was boring. Another night spent at the Hobgoblin--nearby pub. its becoming like re-runs of Cheers going there. I wanna do mo shit!

Tomorrow:
Laundry
Find Costume
Some dumb birthday party---involving karaoke with Tovah---probs gonna pass.

Still sucking at life

Tuess

Should be doing my reading for my 10 Am class tomorrow. Its almost 2 AM. Im looking up places to go during reading week- its a week we have no class intended for students to catch up on reading/start projects. Basically everyone takes it as a time to go travel. Here is what im thinking... I will travel the first half of it then go study for the end of the week. There are really cheaps flights to various places in Europe. At first I was thinking of going somewhere like Germany or Prague. But then I reconsidered when my friend Katie suggested Marseille. Some sunshine and beach time would be really nice. Plus I think that Katie isnt the same kind of traveler as me so I wouldnt want to go anywhere super intense. The other people I know are going to Spain and I am going there over winter break so I think that I will just go somewhere with Katie. A place where we can just hardcore chill instead of go to a big city where I would try to drag her around to places. Mmmmm beaches sound so nice right now. I was wanting to go Italy..maybe there. I feel so lucky being able to travel so freely here. I must use it to my greatest advantage. Abi I think is coming in December so is Mat. I want to go places with them as well. Mat and I were thinking Amsterdam. Hellllla druggggs. Not really my thing but who knows. It would be really fun I think to go there and just see all the crazy shit. Still scared to travel alone. I think I will at some point but it just feels that it would be so lonely.

I went out tonight to two pubs. One of them was doing an open mic night. It was possibly the worst open mic I have witnessed in my life. The band we saw was this guy who was old and washed out from his youth. He wore all black and sunglasses, sang horribly and the band was so loud. I kept trying to classify him but just couldnt- it was so off. So he sucked. Additionally There was like all old people there for some reason. Really creepy old people that dont have families and go to bars in New Cross on weekdays. What the fuck. I tried to get one of them who was wearing transition glasses--it was dark--why were they transitioned--- well I was gonna try to get him to buy my drink. Adam demanded I dont make eye contact with him. hahaha. I really wasnt flirting -I just thought it would be funny. My friend had been telling me earlier how to get guys to buy you drinks. I dont have what it takes to get normal people to pay attention to me so why not exploit old creepy men? whatever.

Adam and I get on really well. We actually just make fun of people all the time. His ex-girlfriend is still a bitch. I keep telling him to just talk to her normally. They fight a lot. Though me and Jeff argue lots we have this really weird communication that works really well. I tried telling Adam to be blunt with his ex---like i am with Jeff. he didnt think it was a good idea. why is talking to someone in a roundabout way a better idea?? Well anyways he is a nice friend and he keeps guys away from me so it works. Like the way Daniel cockblocks for Christina--except he is not gay and doesnt whip out his penis to threaten me.
Jeff and I finally decided that we are going to be in a long-distance relationship during my time here. this wasnt my initial plan and scares me. But I think it is worth it. I dont need pointless hook-ups while I am here. This is really tough for me but I think it will be a good test of my patience. Unless Harry Potter comes my way...Or one of the princes...preferably Harry.

I went to Spitalfield Market this past Sunday. It was really nice. There was loads of cool things there. lots of the merchants were selling things that you would find at boutiques. the things were all really unique. Most the people selling things were Asian. I find it odd. Like these little old asian women would be selling these really cute and fashionable things. I feel like they made it. But they themselves still dressed very Asian....I dunno. I imagine they were trained in sweatshops in the homeland...ran away...took their deft stitchery skills with them and moved to London to make a living selling hip things to Europeans. This is just a hunch. I found this woman who makes really cool purses from leather. she makes wallets and some jewelry too. The stuff was really colorful and well designed. I was rather impressed. I forgot her name though. I might look into getting some more of her things.

Weds-
Barely survived class. Had to leave half-way throgh my second one because I was hardcore falling asleep. I still cant get on a regular schedule here. Once again tonight is Club sandwich. I would rather just eat a sandwich. Though I actually have lots of booze on hand I am vowing to not get very drunk tonight. We will see how that goes.
I really want to put up pictures...or rather start taking pictures. I am still working on getting the memory card. Some issues with my delivery address. Its annoying. Soon enough I will put up hella pics for all to enjoy and stop having to use imaginations.

Time to shower power.

Life is a mystery..........everyone must....read my blog

Ive been kinda useless this whole week. They make life really simple for the study abroad students. I actually love my classes but kinda wish I had them more often during the week.

This past week has been pretty good. I still havent been able to get into a regular sleeping pattern. I realized it might be because I drink Red Bull almost every night and sleep in till like 3 pm. This wouldnt usually stop me from sleeping. I dunno what it is. probs menopause.

My sister got married last weekend. I didnt really know until my mom was like "you made my cell phone rind during the service".
me: why were you at church on a Saturday?
mom: Mashas wedding ceremony.
me: oooh that. okay cool.

My family is fuckin weird. Anyhow I am actually really happy for her. Hope it works well. I think you only get three tries or something in our church so try to make this one work k Masha?
jk...but seriously dont fuck it up.

Glorias Birthday today! I remembered it was coming up or rather CUMMIN' UP
my stupid phone wont let me call long distance or some shit. I was at this club running around asking people what the area code for Spain is. Also looking for people who looked Spanish. I was waiting to pee in a line-decided that i needed to call glo instead turned to the girl next to me and asked what the area code for Spain was....shes like err I have no idea...then i just turned and walked out. Then I went and asked the Nigerian bouncer if he know...also a no. isn't Africa close to Spain or some shit?
all attempts futile...both made me look retarded. I tried using a bunch of peoples phones as well. I was pissed for not knowing the fucking area code. I just wanted to tell my mayne bitch Happy Birthday. Anyways Gloey Glo I miss you and hope you have a day that is full of hyphy..... or something. Just lookin at old pics. We own . Suck it -------

Paris in a few weeks. Cant wait.

I went to the CSS concert on Weds. It was really great. I managed to navigate London transit while drunk. it was a sucess. I went with this girl Jess. I think I mentioned her. She is really fun but also pretty much crazy. we had fun though. I grabbed some tshirts and cds from the unattended merch booth. it was an Xbox exclusive event. I felt really honored to be there. Thanks xbox. I was disappointed at the lack of Monster energy drinks though.

We had a burlesque themed night at my school. Adam really wanted to go for some reason. Paul ditched him..cause he is an asshole and thinks he is too cool to hang out with us. He is pissing me off already. anyhooo i wasnt going to go out but i felt bad for Adam so I opted to go with him and see how it was.....it was fuckin retarded. apparently people have no notion of what burlesque means. I wont even go into detail of what girls were wearing but it was like either weird ass gothic prom dress type looking things or that frilly underwear over leggings. I didnt know putting underwear over your pants was burlesque. interesting.

I didnt even know it was a dress up thing. Me and Adam were both wearing flannel.
We have been bonding lately. We have deep talks at the end of nights a lot since we both cant sleep. He is really nice and is still in love with his ex girl friend who is American and a total bitch. they did long distance forever and now they are here together and she broke up with him. I was at a bar earlier this week and we saw her being a retard drunk and making out with one guy then grappling to get with another earlier this week. I want to tell Adam, but I will just look like the bitch who wants to ruin relationships. I just really want to get it in his head that she sucks...but its not my place. He is a decent human being and you have to be careful with those kind of people. I compare my long distance relationship to his. I talked to him about being afraid that the same thing will happen if me and Jeff finally get a chance to have a normal relationship without a deadline. It will just go to shit. I dont think that will be the case though. I have been very a-sexual since I have been here. they only thing that has stimulated me so far have been my class lectures. so dont worry Jeff. Harry Potter hasnt swept me off my feet yet.

Tovah still sucks. Next time we celebrate passover thats going to be my Jew name. shes lame and annoying. I have to see her everyday and pretend like I like her. She is essentially the epitome of drunken-baby-whore. She wants to be something sexy for Halloween. I told her to be a sexy baby during dinner earlier this week. She didnt appreciate the idea. I thought it was fitting. She always talks like a baby. drives me nuts. she wont do anything alone. I mean ANYTHING. she begs her friends to do everything with her or else she wont do it. Everytime I hear her do the begging baby voice I want to punch her. But seriously I think a sexy baby would be funny. im laughing now thinking of it.
Im still thinking of something thats mildly offensive and stupid enough to be this year. I need to top the failed Hello Kitty costume from last year.

Last night was Michael Jackson impersonator at this bar/club called amersham arms. Its probs my fav place in New Cross. Its always really fun there and has pretty good music- good DJs. It was really fun last night. My friends left before MJ came on. Got mad at me for not wanting to leave. The impersonation was uncanny. So good. it was a woman but seriously how could it not have been. It was good.I was really glad I stayed. I felt stupid dancing alone and was kind of not very doing well with my dancing skills at this point. All I could think was Rochelle would be screaming and being completely embarrassing right now. I wish she was there. Also I thought of the movie Free Willy cause there was Jacko song in it.
I wish I have taken pics. I then found my way back but first stopped at this pizza place. YUMSTERRRR. I got the drunk munchies to bad. I ate garlic cheese bread and a whole pizza. It was very rewarding. I made it up to Beth for staying at the MJ thing by giving her a piece of pizza when I came back. Pizza forgives all. Beth is the kind of person who is really good friend and doesnt like leaving her friends anyhwere. As most my friends will know if you try to make me go somewhere when im drunk and not ready to go yet its not a fun time. James will know exactly what I mean. belig plus stubborn = def annoying.

I need to do laundry and things of that sort today.
Im reeally thirsty right now.
these are all very confusing things to me right now. I think I need some sleep as well.

Also they played " like a prayer" last night. I was alone at this point and pissed because I couldnt dance alone to something so epic. It really was very heartbreaking. im serious.

I showed my flat mates the bro-rape video on youtube they thought it was hilarious. I was surprised they hadnt seen it. I dont know why I thought this was noteworthy

Sundee-
As usual I cant get anything done that I am supposed to be doing. I have to read for class tomorrow and really want to clean my room. I did pick up hangers off the ground and read a few pages of my reading.

But I have been doing a thorough investigation of the London scene and compiling a scattered list of places I want to go, things I want to see and so on. Todays focus is music. I have been searching all the music venues and seeing which ones have music I would most like. So far I have once again realized that there is much to much going on here. I need to figure out the transportation situation. It scares me. I think I am going to have to start doing things solo. I realized the friends I have hear are great but really not willing to put effort into going to events that I will go out of my way for.

Clubs I want to go to:
Tiger Tiger
Ministry of Sound
Fabric
KoKo
Matter

Concerts want to see:
Simian Mobile Disco
Yacht
Of Montreal
Tilly and the Wall
I dont remember the other things I found.

But I do really want to go to Rough Trade East which looks like an awesome record store. Its in Notting Hill. If you didnt already know this from the Hugh Grant romantic comedy--Notting Hill is a prospering community for artists, hipsters etc. Every city has this type of area... record stores, venues, boutiques, pubs and probs tons of assholes. Anyhow I want to check it out. I think I will venture down there for the Of Montreal release in-store on the 13th.

Venturing solo takes energy. no one is pushing you to go or helping you find your way.
And what if I puke on the subway again.... This should be the least of my worries.

Monday----

So I found out that I won tickets to this CSS concert at KOKO a venue which is in Camden. What I know about Camden is that it has a cool market..and also filled with a bunch of weirdo's. Weirdos as told to me by Adam--Which means they might be cool. I think the whole event is free you just have to reserve tickets or some shit. anyways I have 2 tickets. And I dont even know anyone yet who has the same taste in things that I like. As I was telling Gloria solo FIEND-SHIP is not nearly as good as having a fiend companion with you. If I was in Seattle I doubt it would be any difficulty getting someone to come along to a free CSS show with me. DANCE PARTY FIASCO!!! but looks like it will be SOLO FIASCO. I am determined to make friends with people. Oh wait... I dont know how.

Tues cruise-
Today I didn't have classes and once again wasn't able to sleep at night. i am not happy about this. I usually sleep very well.
For the first time I went to the city center by myself. Whenever I go there I am reminded why I love London so much. Then I come back to New Cross and wonder why I am suddenly a minority.
In New Cross there are at least one of the following things on every single block:
A fried chicken place
A Jamaican fast food place-- on of them right by where I live is called CUMMIN' UP---I am a bit reluctant to eat there or really figure out what the name entails.
A kebab place- They also often serve fried chicken
A pub
An off license- I dont really know what it means by off license but they sell booze till "late" and you can top up your phone and or Oyster Card (travel card). Like a convenient store basically with booze.

This is pretty much what New Cross consists of. Its alright I don't mind it here- but there is defiantly a divide between here and central London.
Anyhow I was really proud of myself for getting downtown on my own. The whole time I was scared I was going the wrong way and would never figure out how to get back. I took the bus -even though it takes longer-I like looking out the window and seeing things around me. I went on a double decker bus!! but I didn't realize it was double decker till I saw people disappearing and realized they were going to the second story.
On the way back this old guy sat next me for part of the ride and had his hand clearly on my leg. I kept awkwardly trying to jerk my leg so he would move his hand. It was rather unpleasant.

But downtown was nice. I went to Marble Arch- I don't know what the deal with it is but it is indeed a large marble arch. I looked at it while I ate a sandwich and then went shopping. Primark as I mentioned previously is the store of DEALZZZZZZ. Except you basically have to fight for the clothes like a hired assassin. Being Russian I was well equipped for the challenge of risking my life for bargains. I really had to make sure I didnt buy a bunch of shit that would go out of fashion faster than I could snatch it off the rack. In the end I got some pants---Jeans for 8 pounds. some socks and other shit. Anyhow anyone that comes to visit while I am in London- I will make come to Primark. Not only is it and urban survival of the fittest type of experience but you can get some cool things if your patient.

Tomorrow I have two classes and then the CSS concert. Hopefully this will bring some good times.

I am missing having girl friends so much. Most the girls I met so far dont impress me. Beth and Jess are so far the only two that I really like. Well Jess is kind of crazy so I am not sure. She is interesting- loves weed and sex. When not doing a combination of either two she is really fun. When I first met her I really did think she was completly fuckin insane though.

Oh that reminds me a retard moment I had. I couldnt find the fitting rooms at Primark and was a bit disorientated. I saw a sign for dressing rooms and walked over where these four girls were in a part of the store that kind of had a small region that sectioned off like a doorway. I thought this was the way to the dressing rooms. In fact I just stood and stared at the girls who were trying on stuff avoiding the dressing rooms. Like I clearly was just standing and looking at them. I thought a door would open for dressing rooms. I mean this in its most literal sense--I looked like a retard. so that was awkward and I found the dressing room line soon after.

Fuck I cant sleep again its 2:30. This is becoming problematic.

I want to get a camera tomorrow. Im determined. Then I can update my profile with totally sweet pics.

I love hearing from everyone and emails are really nice to get. I realize the things I miss about each of my friends every day. Its like there are little parts missing from my life. Except for Christina I dont miss her because I can get drunk with anyone here.
Jk.

I am so proud of Mat and Jess for taking on the Cougar responsibilities of seducing freshmen. It makes me happy. And Daniel for having an internet boyfriend. I was thinking Daniel should have a blog cause his life is the most interesting. I would just really enjoy it.

I realized that the Liz-Christina-Gill residence are all my past roommates since freshman year living in one place. I really want to see their place and compare how much better I was as a roommate.