Good Morning, 5:45 am!

So, I hate waking up this early for work, but I really can’t complain. Now, I need the money. I talked to Maria yesterday, and we’re planning on going backpacking across Europe next summer for a month. Using nothing but the train (except once, cause we can’t cross Serbia/Bulgaria/Macedonia without paying a lot for the ticket and the plane will probably be a lot cheaper. We’re going to try and hit 20 countries in 30 days. Probably will end up being more like 15, but I’m still sooooo excited for it. I’m already planning and it’s over a year away! But, according to our schedule, Maria needs to save $300/month, and I have to save £200/month from now until then. Which will be challenging. Since I’m not working for a full month this summer due to travel. But, there’s really only one week in there that I will be using my own money. And that’s just Portugal. Where we have our accommodation and meals relatively covered. So, I should be able to just use the 400 or so leftover from my paychecks and make it stretch. God, money is frustrating.

 

Anyways, I have to go catch my bus!

Talk to you all soon!

Change of upbringing

Don’t you ever wish that you grew up somewhere else, maybe in another time, or place? Sometimes I wish I was brought up somewhere else. That my parents hadn’t listened to snot-nosed 13 year old me, and dad had taken the job in Australia for a few years. It would have been cool to do something different, but y’know, I’d still be wishing the same thing. Why couldn’t I have gone to somewhere like Eton? Just for the experience of it. Why didn’t I go to high school in Japan? Why didn’t I live in California and have an experience like The OC or something? It’s just one of those “I wish I had” things that I get all of the time. Oh well. :) I’m glad I lived where I did, had the friends I did, and went to school where I did, but I’m just one of those people who wants to try everything, and I think those would have been interesting experiences. Anyways, I’m just rambling now.

Yesterday, we had a couple come by and take our bean bags from us – we put them up on freecycle and had a lot of interest. There’s so much more space now, and we don’t have to move them. Speaking of moving, I’ve started the packing process. Which is a lot of work. Next week we’re doing viewings nonstop hardcore. Which should be a total blast, I tell you. Nothing makes my day better than a bunch of estate agents. Let me tell you.

Anyways, today I’m not up to much. Jus’ chillin’ at home, finishing Firefly, possibly watching Part One of Che, and maybe watching Un Chien Andalou. I know. I’m a regular fountain spring of activity.

All those lonely nights down by the river

So, I have to leave for work in about an hour, and I’m not at all ready. I work an eight hour shift today. Ugh. I hate working that long, my feet ache so badly.

Our trip to Angola is making me nervous, since I have to send my passport off for a visa, and it will supposedly take a month to get it back. We’re waiting on the letter of invitation from Diogo’s parents, which we have to have to apply for a visa, but I’m thinking they won’t have it done by June 1. Just cause it’s a really simple thing – a letter stating that we’re staying with them for seven days in august, with a copy of their identity cards – and they don’t understand the importance of June 1 for having out passports back. We’re moving in July, for one, so then the passports will be sent to the wrong address, and secondly, we leave for the US on July 12. And I need my passport for that. We can’t even pay extra for expediting the process, they’ve discontinued that. –_- Oh well, we’ll just keep bothering them to do it, eventually it’ll happen. If it’s after June 1, though, I don’t think I’ll be sending it off, unless the Angolan embassy can promise me it’ll be done by July 12, and that we can pick it up at the embassy, instead of dealing with mailing.

Stupid bureaucracies.

Anyways, I got food poisoning from off milk the past few days, which sucks. We’d had the milk for like 3 days tops, and the only thing that I could have noticed was that it had a little layer of film on the top of the milk, but apparently, that means it will murder my intestines. Slowly getting better, though.

Saw Robin Hood last night. I hope they don’t make the following movie, because it would be nice to keep this one as the back story of Robin Hood, with only one cringe worthy Gladiator-style slow motion yell.

 

I must be off now. Unfortunately, work calls.

Hello Blogger. How are you? I'm sorry I've basically neglected you for better outlets of creative expression. Like sitting on my couch and relentlessly watching Top Gear, or working every weekend, and things like that. I failed you for NaNoWriMo, so I have to admit, everytime I visited you, I was ashamed. Ashamed of my terrible failure, even though I'd had such a good start. five thousand words or whatever on the first day. I could have succeeded, but my laziness and need to find the path of least resistance foiled that plan. Anyways, hopefully, you'll accept my apology and talk to me again. Or let me talk to you again.

I've started working at a cute little Cafe in Bethnal Green called Hurwundeki Cafe, and that's keeping me relatively busy. I've been finished with school for a week or so now, after a frenzied flurry of activity for four days of essays and exams. That's all over with.

The boyfriend is taking his exams right now. Ending next Friday. Then, we start the hunt for a place to live. Ugh. Places to live suck. Estate agents suck. Being relatively po' sucks.

The most suck is encapsulated within the realm of packing and actually moving though. It's rather dreadful.

Anyways, I've gotten food poisoning from slightly spoiled milk, so I'm going to retire back to my favourite creative outlet of watching tv. -_- :D