THE GHETTO

Ok so first of all I want to tell you all that I live in the Ghetto.

Like I literally live in a East London Ghetto where walking down the streets it's not unusual to have big gansta guys yell out "Oi shake ya white booty assss fo me" Yep it happens. 

Then there is the guy in the big white house who makes dog or cat noises when anyone walks by. My flat mates and I are convinced he is a drug dealer and these animal noises are some sort of drug lingo that we are not familiar with. There is always just a smell of marijuna that seems to linger in the air everywhere you go within Leytonstone.

In saying this Leytonstone does have a lot to offer such as; the local internet cafe lets me print my resumes for free, and the local indian place has on offer SO much food for only 3 pounds. This place seems to be so cool that it is even mentioned in the book I am reading and now a film One Day.
But the best thing of all about Leytonstone is my beautiful big house! With my new Australian family + the 2 token South African guys who live here and keep the bad guys out.

I am probably going into way to much detail about how strange and unusual this place is but there has been fun times this week such as the other night the girls and I adventured out of Leytonstone to Holborn .
Our friend works on the door at a really cool club so we headed there first but the drinks were way too overpriced so we left and went to some seedy bar around the corner. By this stage I realised it was a really bad idea wearing heels out in London because most of the streets are cobblestone (high heels worst enemy) no wonder why so many girls walk around wearing  Ugg boots.

I also discovered that British boys are very forward unlike Australian guys they speak their mind, and generously hand out drinks left right and centre. 

When they are drunk it’s nearly impossible to understand them with their strong accents. I constantly found myself laughing and saying to people “I am sorry but I actually have NO idea what you are talking about or what you just said I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU “

Before I forget I want to mention that immature Renee seems to be the only person on the train who finds the suburb on the Piccadilly line, called Cockfosters HILARIOUS. Every time they mention it on the loud speaker I giggle to myself and look around to see if anyone else finds this as amusing as I do but.
Awkwardly no one else does.....

Moving along....

This week I also discovered the new Westfeild, which happens to be two train stops away from my house, conveniently, and unfortunately, as there is a M.A.C store, Top Shop, Kikko Make up, Oh god there is just every shop possible in that place. I also got to check out where the Olympics are going to be held. Kinda cool I suppose.

What is also really cool is - Cider. I thought I would never say it but I really like it, my twin introduced me to it, now I am addicted. But the fussy person I am I only like the brand Kopparberg especially the strawberry and lime flavour.

I also want to mention that right now I am watching The Steps Reunion, for those of you who are 90’s pop band fans. It’s pretty good they are yelling and fighting with each other. Some reunion!

This week I also spent the day in Bethnal Green. I sliced my hand open it was bleeding a lot and I cried. 

I almost fainted, the girls in the house and I thought it would be super fun to "donate" blood for medical research. The idea was great for everyone else who got 70 pounds for going through with it, but the baby Renee, chickened out went white in the face and told them I'll come back next week.... Probably not going to happen, I'll keep my blood thanks

My creepy land lord walked into my room without knocking while I was naked about to get changed.

I fell in love with the singer Ed Sheeran and seeing him and Example in a few weeks in Hackney.

I saw a squirrel and a fox on my street (This was very exciting for me) 

I got a brand new bed!

Some lady walked past me wearing the same perfume my mum wears and it made me cry for a very long time (Wow a lot crying this week)

And now I say weird words like Hiya, and call ATM's Cash machines and pronounce Dooona a Duvet!

That's all from the land of cold.

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Here look at some pretty photos I took on my day exploring Fulham.