Call It What You Want.

Ok so there has been no sighting of Pete Doherty BUT! I did see Josh Beech. Who was on my list of people I wanted to see while living in London. 

I was on a small mission to get a few things in Camden for work and decided to skype the family while doing so. They all got a lovely tour of Camden and the markets and then I saw him walking into the Vans store and I didn't know what to do. 

A few interesting things to share with you this week. 

First of all I saw Foster the People on the weekend in Brixton. Since Sunday the only band I have been listening to is Foster The People I have never been so overly obsessed with a band after seeing them live. They were AMAZING! if any of you have no seen them live and like them.. then do so the next chance you get. Mark is a amazing performer. What made it even more amazing and embarrassing on my behalf when I completely freaked out and jumped up and down (Judy apparently I was standing in the same pose.. Praising him like you did when we saw Paramore at Soundwave) anywaaaay The lead singer of The Kooks came on and they sang Hold On. Was pretty amazing especially at the end they just went all out and we going crazy on stage together. I also discovered on this night that I really like Brixton every person I have spoken to have warned me how dangerous it is and not a nice place to go to but there was  A LOT of good looking guys and seemed like a cool place. A lot cooler than Leytonstone that is for sure.

My favourite neighbours are leaving London for the Greek Islands and America in a week and a half which is going to be so sad. The worst part about living here in London and my living arrangements is that people are always coming and going un like me who is here for the whole 2 years. So there is a lot of goodbyes to new close friends. One thing I will not miss is the boys running into my room drunk at 4am on a week night and "borrowing" things from my room and my food/alcohol when ever I am not at home.
The baby fox we named Leonardo and drunkenly decided to keep for a day returned to our house last week. We cared for it for another day and then he obviously got bored of us and ran away.  I am so fascinated by some of the animals I see here in London especially the crazy squirrels. I can't stand how many mice there is in this city they freak me out as much as spiders which is one of my favourite things about this city. Spiders for obvious reasons are not common over here and if they are they are very tiny.


Piccadilly Institute.
The view from one of the rooms.

This club is where my neighbour Jade works and I have been hired as their photographer to take photos of people getting drunk and dancing. I spend a lot of time just taking photos of my friend...I'm the new Scott Mitchell over here. It's a amazing club with about 6 different rooms and when free alcohol is involved we always have a amazing night. One room is full of 90's music which involves a lot of dancing to The Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys.



 I have discovered English people have a fascination with dressing girls up in ridiculous slutty outfits and having them just walk around the club for entertainment or as a door girl. This club is no exception the girls at the bar are either in black corsets and tutu skirts or in the "Science room" They wear short lab coats and glasses. The other girls are just dressed in corsets and tutu skirts/heels and walk around the club trying to get peoples email addresses so they can email them promotions. (It's highly annoying if you are out trying to dance or chat with your friends and girls keep coming up asking for your email) Another unusual but also convenient thing they have here is the lady in the bathroom. Basically there is a lady and she sits in the bathroom with a little set up of everything possible you may need on a night out from perfume and make up to thongs and hair spray I think she may even have a hair straightener. My favourite is the Lolly pops and chewing gum  which she sells for a ridiculous price. Imagine if they had this at Mona Pub and how much more time the girls would spend in the bathroom!

I just want to show everyone the free bottle of french champagne I was given and drank the whole night... (At one stage out of the bottle) We also had 3 bottles of Grey Goose Vodka sitting on our table. Poor Jade was mixing this with the champagne at some point. This was defiantly a change from our partying at "Church" and the local Australian bars.                                              

This weekend has been a bank holiday which was well needed because work as been crazy and I have been extremely sick to the point that people at work would come up to me and tell me I looked like death. But I am a trooper and didn't have any days off I just survived on my Pret coffee. My favourite coffee place here in London.
Work has been pretty chilled everyday is seriously so different to the next. I am learning more english words and phrases. One thing I noticed that a lot of English people say is " This weekend going Cinema" Not "This weekend I am going TO THE Cinema" *Chloe Thomas if you are reading this do you remember the text message I received from that boy who wrote "Going cinema" and we laughed at it and said "You are a lawyer maybe you should know how to speak" Well it's very common over here to just cut words out of a sentence. It's very surprising how different us Australians are to the English. There is too many things to mention that I do at work that people find extremely unusual... It's possible that it is also just me being strange. The amount of times I have been caught just dancing and singing to myself in one of the studios. The things I eat like Banana on toast is weird apparently.
I got invited to assist one of our head photographers at Lords Cricket ground the other day which was amazing. I had to dress up and was treated so well the second I arrived. It was raining which is expected every day here and we had to shoot a lot inside. It was a pretty cool experience even though I am not at all interested in Cricket.

My house mate Rachel turned 19 yesterday (She is still such a baby) It makes me feel old. So 9 Clarendon had a party for her on Saturday night to celebrate. This was one of our tamer parties but there is another broken door after it got kicked down when someone got locked in there. Sunday some of us girls got to spend the day with Rachels family who came from Adelaide for her birthday. I was well jealous when I met them I almost cried. *Hint Hint Family feel free to just not eat for a few months and save money to come visit me. Even just send one of you over.. Preferably not Taylor while the neighbours  are still in the country. They will kidnap her from me with the comments they have said after seeing photos of her.

General Information about England/London.

Weather = Currently raining SURPRISE SURPRISE.
It's also cold again I have to wear a coat. I am scared Summer came for a week and had now gone.
I hate the Olympics. The thought of it is making me sick it hasn't even started yet and Stratford where it is held near my house is insane with people directing us to different tube lines ect.

The hype and talk about the FA cup was all anyone spoke about on Saturday.

I love the word Geezer and throw it into most sentences as much as possible

Goyte and Angus and Julia stone are ridiculously famous over here. Makes me miss home a lot. 

A few little holidays are coming up for me. 

Paris in June and then the south of France I am off to Biartitz. Then a cheeky trip to LA and NY hopefully in July. This has not been discussed with the famalam yet who are probably reading this thinking I am insane because I am currently in London but all will make sense when I speak to them.

Well I am off to speak to you all soon. I loved my Skype date with Sarah Johnson the other day and I expect a foursome from Charlie Rob and Anya VERY SOON! Can everyone fill me in more often with what is happening back home.. I will eventually return and I don't want to feel like I have been living on Mars this whole time.
Ps Peej; Mars Bar Milkshakes here...AMAZING! 

G'Day Mate

I feel so terrible because I have neglected you all over the past few months and been really lazy with my blogging and writing back to emails. To be honest I havent had the time to sit down and let you all know what I have been up to let alone write down all the questions I am dying to ask from you all.

I have attempted to make a few video blog posts but I just feel silly talking to my computer and they never seem to upload.   

For my grandparents and family who find it ever so fascinating to know what the weather is in London I can tell you that London has personality disorder and goes between rain/sunshine/a storm all in the one day. If it could snow as well it would. It makes dressing for work very difficult in the morning. 

When the warmer weather arrived I discovered that English people call a singlet a vest. I am really confused by this they also call thongs flip flops..Which is just embarrassing and I refuse to call them this. I do get laughed at and teased when I call them thongs at work but it is well worth it. 

Before I continue I want to mention the comma key on my computer has broken again so please excuse the non existent commas. 

So I don't know where to begin with this post the last time I wrote was on Valentines day and I suppose a few things have happened since then but I will attempt at writing this blog and making my life sound extra cool and exciting. 

I started to feel like I was becoming a actual Londoner so I decided to change things up a bit and spend more time with my new Australian family over here. This consist of my house mates and my next door neighbours who are all Australian boys + the gorgeous Jade. For those that are Jersey Shore/Geordie Shore fans my house has become the equivalent to the lifestyle shown on these shows. To the point that we no longer lock or close our front door it is always open and we go between the two houses freely.

This is clearly a huge mistake and one day we will learn our lesson. 

 I think I actually spend more time next door than in my own house. For a while I was spending my nights next door watching horror films and being cute with everyone on couches and duvets in the garden under the stars until 2am.

 I started to cut this down to 11pm when I started to really feel like a Zombie at work the next day. 

As I said I was starting to neglect my Australian roots and was terrified when people here couldn't hear my Australian accent or when I caught myself behaving like a English girl. So I thought what better way to change things up than attend "Church". First of all I was warned by Anya to NEVER attend this place because she knows me so well and knew I wouldn't be able to handle it and I would hate it. But when you have a guy dressed in a hot dog suit and another in a Egyptian outfit with a bottle of Jack Daniels at 9am on a Sunday morning you figure you have two options 1; Stay in bed till 1pm. Make some breakfast and watch films for the rest of the day. 2; Get really really drunk and see what this Church has to offer. I obviously took option #2 and to this day regret this decision. I also want to apologise to my mother officially because when the boys came running into my room with the alcohol and costumes on and screaming "Doooooogies" I was on Skype to my family who witnessed everything... Mum either is looking into buying me a ticket home or figuring out how she can disown me as a child. 

So Church is at 11am on a Sunday in a Church like you would imagine. But it also consists of a lot of drunken Australians..and Americans. Dressed in ridiculous costumes. The one hour tube ride there was defiantly eventful and for those who haven't seen the video on my facebook they should have a look at it so they can get more of an idea on what I experienced this day. Everyone on the tube hated us or felt sorry for us. When we eventually arrived there was the longest line I have ever seen to get into this "Club" when we got inside I automatically wanted to vomit. The smell/The slags/The naked people on stage/The sea of beer on the floor/The music it was all too much...There was no turning back now the only thing was to drink and go with it. *Anya; Before I left I had a quick 2 second decision to change out of my 8inch high red heels and put on my primark ballet flats. It was the best decision I made all day as I would have been leaving Church throwing those shoes in the bin had I worn them out. I want to go back to when I mentioned naked people. There was actually a black man on stage completly naked putting on a show then a punk girl got up on stage and took her clothes off and performed a show that I will never be able to erase from my memory. Towards the end of the day all the girls got up on stage and also took of their tops off showing how classy us Australians can be. Not to fear one member of the IBTC did not make a appearance up on that stage. I kept the Wilson name in tack and stayed in the audience with the boys amazed at how freely these girls were taking their clothes off.

After Church we went to The Walkabout. Those who have been to England have probably been to one of these pubs and I have managed to avoid them because it is a chain of Australian pubs. But I thought I already lowed myself by attending Church there wasn't much more damage I could do now. 

The next day at work I was on struggle street and regretfully informed my colleagues about the day I had on Sunday. Since then they have done everything in their power to turn me back into a fake Londoner and make sure I never attend such a scary place. English people know of Church and The Walkabout they do attend it once in their life only to laugh at everyone and pull girls. 

 I am still working in Camden and I love it. I honestly don't know how I got so lucky with this job. I work with such amazing people who have become my English family over here and look after me so well. It's possible I am the youngest and baby at our two Camden studios. Most people look at me as a the little Australian girl who runs around being clumsy and smiley all the time. It has it's benefits because I am looked after so much; Dean always puts me in a taxi on the company card if I stay back till 3am having drinks. The stylists let me come into the castings rooms to check out all the hot male models. At 2pm drinking time usually begins at work and I am always bought Ciders by the film crew and then the best is when I use my innocent womanly and child like features to get the boys to lift heavy things for me.

Downside to this is when you fancy someone at work and they do look at you as their little sister. *Quote; You were still in diapers when I was raving to this music. 

Work Drinks.

Being immature and real busy at work. The people I work with actually think I am crazy.

Works new website; http://www.fashot.com/

I got a small little promotion at work..WOOO YAY ME! I got to start shooting a few things for our clients and have started to go into the studio on weekends to play around with the equipment and lights. This was all going well until classic Renee broke a camera...It is easily fixable but not the best thing to do. I managed to work my ass off to let my boss forget about this and since then been asked actually "requested" to go on location with one of our head photographers. I am scared and excited about this as all I have been told is dress well nice but also be prepared for heavy lifting. 

One of the best things about my work and I say this all the time but it is true is that our studios are in Camden my favourite place here in London. It's indescribable and if you have been to Camden you will understand. It is also the home of Pete Doherty..

On this note I want to mention that 90% of the people I work with have met or seen him frequently. It's 7 months since I arrived in London and the closest I have seen of him is a image of him on a bus and I served Karl from Babyshambles in a bar. My super stalking skills have lead me to know that he is currently living in Paris which means a trip to France is in progress...and that he has checked himself into rehab at the end of April. 

I started to document my day with images on my iphone. When it got to 11am I realised there wasn't anything real interesting to share with you and all the cool stuff that happens in the studio I can't show. But here you go here is a few images from my day. 

Michaela the girl who used to assist with me had to go on location to Holland for a week. Every day we decided to post photos to each other at work. She calls me Penay.

This is the result of one day. 

I still live in Leytonstone and I am having a lot of fun living here especially with the guys next door. But they leave for America in 6 weeks which means all the Geordie Shore partying will stop and my life will go back to reality. So I am looking into moving closer to work and have a few options. It is also going to be a nightmare living in Leytonstone during the Olympics because I am so close to where the games are it will be impossible to get to work every day. 

I have two ideas for accommodation during The Olympics. 

1; Is to live on one of these house boats on the Camden Canal with Rachel.

I know what you are all thinking but it is a brilliant idea! Imagine living on one of these cool boats during summer in CAMDEN! 

2; I can stay at the head stylists house for two weeks. 

3; My boss last night offered me to move into his place they have a loft upstairs available he lives in Camden in a really rich area in a villa. Ps my boss is young and tre good looking and super cool. 

Either way I think it is time I departed the ghetto and move onto the land of homeless people and junkies.... In Camden Town. 

Concerts I am attending this Summer; 

Foster the People.

I got free tickets to; New Kids On The Block AND Backstreet Boys...Yeah you are all jealous. 

Free Tickets to Hackney Weekend

and T In The Park. I haven't bought my ticket to this yet but it is in Scotland and similar to Splendour in the grass...With Pete Doherty playing.

I was meant to go to Brighton for the Easter long weekend. That never happened because the boys were too unreliable and nothing got organised so it was spent in East London. If anyone has some suggestions on where I should visit in England pass it onto me. I need to get out of London soon!

A baby fox came to our party. 

Quote from Mikey; "Renee we are going to keep the fox as a pet and when we leave for America we will hand the adoption papers over to you. Then you can have the fox as a pet... This drunken idea lasted 23hours.

Mum said I needed to take more appropriate photos other than photos for TD. So this was for her. Being all touristy 

Nick my house mate.

Being cool in the park

So while writing this blog the smoke alarm just went off..I was cooking and I left it on the stove for way longer than I should have. I live in a 4 storey house and the whole house is full of smoke. Top to bottom. I wouldn't be surprised if the fire department turn up any minute now. 

The best part of this story is no one cared to leave their rooms to check out the fire in the kitchen. 

We have Mr Whippy here in London. Words can't explain how excited I get over hearing the song play at work or at home. Reminds me of being a kid and NEVER being able to appreciate or have Mr Whippy because the van could never make it up my hill where I live. * Why you make me go up this mountain.

Since living in London I have a changed a little bit.. Actually a lot. 

Firstly I have realised that I am so gangster... At least I think I am. 

I listen to music by; Azealia Banks. Dizzie Wright. Lil Wayne. Drake I dance around and pretend I am Jessie J and abbreviate words and speak like i'm from the hood. The other night at a party these guys said "This lil white girl she got swagger"  

I was cool until I repeated the story.

I got taught how to Shuffle. (It's a style of dancing mum - Think LMFAO) I can just imagine her thinking of a Ipod right now so I needed to clarify that for her. So yeah I fail at it but I will master the art of it soon enough. Maybe I should stop trying while wearing heels.

I also know how to open a bottle with a lighter. It took me every night for two weeks to finally get it but it's a handy skill taught to me by my boss. The patients he had to show it to me every night. 

Champagne isn't very big over here because it is too expensive. This is why I now drink Cider. But they do have a equivalent to Passion Pop/Peach Champagne. It is peach flavoured. It is unbelievably cheap and it comes in the biggest bottle ever. 

Girls think of that time you go to Dan Murphys and you pay for your $5 bottle of Passion Pop and know you are going to have a great night as you walk out brushing off the shame. 

It is exactly like that.

Before I go I think you should all watch these two videos to illustrate England. 

First is Chas and Dave. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57l9O0keHFU

Claire and Tom; I assume and hope you know of them.  I got introduced to them at work and find it hilarious how English their songs are.

The second is Plan B's interpretation on London right now and what happened with the London riots. 

Although the London riots have gone and passed there is still a lot of talk about what happened. I work with a lot of people who are from Council Estates and have strong opinions on the state of London right now and the government. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8GvLKTsTuI&ob=av2e  

That is all for now. 

Please start to skype me again more often I have a new Iphone that actually works so I can use internet when I am out and about on the streets of London. 

xx

Saint V Day... LOVE. LOVE. LOVE

Opposed to having nothing remotely interesting to say, and complaining like a true Londoner, that I have now become.. I now have more interesting stories and updates for you all on my London life thus far. 

Because it is Saint Valentines Day. I'm sending you all some love and and making a effort to let you know I am alive for those who love me. 
No I did not get any valentines day love but I did give out heart chocolates to everyone at work. I've fallen in love AGAIN! Surprise surprise.. This English accent is just to beautiful. This guy had a proper London cockney accent and the total opposite to the previous guy who was a lawyer..this is someone you don't want to introduce to your mother I also work with him so that makes things fun/ difficult 

I went through a terrible rough patch where I couldn't even afford to get to work each day, or even pay my rent... This lead to my landlord agency trying to evict me... I want to mention they are also trying very hard to get me out of my room so they can put someone else In there and raise the price of the rent. Thank god I made friends with that gorgeous lawyer over Christmas cause he helped me out a lot..I won the fight because clearly its illegal to give someone half an hours notice..although they are still constantly harassing me. This means it's about time i found a new home but that is so much effort. 
Anyway that was a huge boring drama and frantic few weeks and at the same time hours at the pub got cut so this left me looking for a 2nd job or new one. 
Just my luck there was a position going for a assistant at a photography studio, the ad didn't say much but I went to the trial and turns out its one of the largest uk fashion photography studios. My job is to run around the studios (there is 8 of them) And make sure all is in order this can vary from buying underwear for a male model at h&m or setting up for the shoots. I'm having an unbelievabley great time and it's like one huge stressful, stylish family where alcohol, drugs and coffee are consumed constantly and frequently bought with the petty cash. 
The other day we had a casting with 150 models. Let's say the place looked like one beautiful piece of art with so many attractive people in one room. 
Best thing about this job is as nerdy as it sounds I'm getting paid to learn. Some photographers don't care, but most will talk you through everything and why you are doing something, i have been there for a few weeks now so i feel apart of the family 
Last friday i was there till 11:45pm having drinks and what not with the boss and other photographers/stylist. It ended with just Dean, Rich and I so they paid for me to get a taxi home... Ahhh so sweet. Dean is the boss/manager of the studio and says he will get me behind the camera soon, which is real exciting..each day I slowly move up the ladder to doing more important things. 
I'm also still very clumsy as you all know and honestly EVERY day I come home with new bruise or cuts. 
So far I have fallen down stairs, walked into a clothes rail on a Ben Sherman shoot (that bruised really badly) fell over on a Elle McPherson lingerie shoot (it wasn't actually her, just someone modelling her line) I'm pretty much Deena from Jersey shore minus the big boobs and fake tan. 

Cause I work 9-6 Monday-friday I have put my social life on hold for the time being, so there Isnt much to share on that front of things. 

I am also really poor so I  have been making do with what we have in Leytonstone..which isn't much. We had a few parties that got a little out of control at our house. I know your reading this Chloe Thomas so I am just going to say you are one VERY crazy girl and new love here in London. I forgot until my dearest mother reminded me, but apparently at the last party we had we thought it would be a great idea to skype my family...just for the record it's not at all especially after a few vodka shots!  
I have a new love for our house parties because I spend hardly any money, and being able to go to bed when you want is a bonus, the thought of having to get the night bus home is terrifying it's a lot worse than the L90 mainly because the weather makes everything so much worse, and when you fall asleep you know you will have to wake up by Avalon cause it is generally the last stop...Unfortunately if you fall asleep you just have to pray you wake up before Leytonstone..otherwise you are in trouble 



Now that I am no longer working at the pub, I miss my regulars and favourite customer John.. I managed to get a sneaky photo of him one day to show you all who he is. 
I am most defiantly sending my grandma over here and setting the two of them up on a blind date. Perfect match!


It snowed!!!! Finally, like proper snow, it was so beautiful and made me enjoy this cold winter..then it stopped snowing and getting to work Monday morning was very difficult, every day I leave my house later than I should and have to run to the tube station. It was impossible to do this Monday morning without slipping over. My lovely roof (favorite thing about my room/house) looked amazing. 
Now it's not snowing but bloody cold I don't understand how it can be this cold and worse in other countries, I still refuse to buy appropriate clothing..and can't afford to do so right now.



So I got my nose pierced. I have been wanting it for a while and always chicken out or agree to do so when drunk..but still chicken out or have no money. Turns out One of the stylists at works is friends with the guys at a famous piercing studio in Camden called cold steel. I may have forgotten to mention I work in camden those who have been in London know how lucky I am. Those who haven't Camden is one of my favorite places in london home to Amy Winehoise, Pete Doherty, and most of London's famous drug addicts and musicians. 
So as I was saying Rachel and I braved it up and went seeing as I vomited when I got my belly button pierced, and wanted to faint when I got my tattoo I knew this was going to end badly... Turns out it didn't, the guys were awesome and actually pierce a lot of Noel Fieldings friends (yes I left him my number to give to Noel the next time he is in..im sure he will call, there is nothing creepy about calling a stalking groupie. So the piercing was a success not much else to share about that. 

I get to look at this every time I get of the tube in Camden, and have to run around the streets on jobs. One very lucky girl I am. 


We have new neighbours. They are a crazy bunch, and I now spend most nights hanging out with my evil twin Jade and her housemates next door. She has replaced my dear best friend Anya, until she gets back... Of course she is no Anya that girl is irreplaceable but Jade does have a lot of similar qualities to her. 

New English Phases... That creep into my vocabulary 
Can't be asked = can't be bothered 
Innit = isn't it/you know what I mean..(actually this is used too often at work and basically thrown in any sentence)
Hiya = Hi... I would love to stop saying this but it comes out like word vomit
You alright = how are you. I hear this 15 times a day hard not to pick up on it..my family get all concerned and freaked out by this when I speak to them via Skype. 
I now have to pronounce some foods and words differently like; yoghurt, almond, vitamins, duvet
Mum: basically I have to pronounce my words like Nan Sherley or people legit don't understand what I am saying at work. 

Please send me some love. I haven't spoken to a lot of you in so long. Would love to know how you all are and what is new. 
Video facebook chats are the best!!! 

Bla Bla Blah

I have had a few request to write a new blog post but to be honest I have felt there has been nothing worthy to share with you all.

So I thought I had either two options A) Lie and make my life here in London sound a lot more interesting than it really is. Or B) tell you the truth and share with you the events of the past few weeks.

I have decided to go with option B so if you get bored feel free to return to your facebook stalking/lurking and come back in a few weeks time to hopefully read what we all hope is a lot more interesting than what I am about to share with you.

So I don’t know if I have mentioned this enough but it is Winter over here in London, and I just want to firstly point out that I left Sydney on it’s first week of spring, and arrived in London pretty much in Winter, this means I have not had the luxury of spending time in the sun or seen much sunlight as a matter of fact in a VERY long time.

Before I left I was always told people in London get depressed during the Winter I never believed such stories, but now it makes perfect sense. Most days I feel like I am living the life of a vampire just missing the hot Edward Cullum from the story.

I know I am complaining a lot… I love London I really do, but I don’t understand why it has to be so bloody called and dark all the time. Last week the temperature was at a average of 14 degrees, people wouldn’t stop telling me how warm it is, and acting as if it was beach weather. All I had to say was please come back to me when it is 40 degree weather and so hot that your physically can not move without sweating…Then we can talk about how warm it is.

So I got new house mates today, they are pretty cool a boy from Victoria, Australia and one from South Africa, so far they passed my friendship test as one has just informed me that his cousin is a Photographer for Vogue magazine in New York…. With no time to waste he got straight on it and emailed his cousin for the numbers of any one in the industry I could do some work experience or assist work with over here in London, with added PS; The next time this girl is in New York she will follow you around like a shadow or lingering ex girlfriend that you have tried relentlessly to get rid of.  I know I will deeply regret sharing with her your contact information yours truly Matt.

For those of you who were lucky enough to have received a AWESOME video via facebook, you would have realised that Anya my best friend was back in town for a little while (Not long enough unfortunately) she departed London to go home for Sydney just the other week. In the final days of her stay here I realised just how insane we are together and amusing our life really is, unfortunately not everyone else sees it this way by our un overwhelming responses to the videos we sent some of you.

So while Anya was here a lot happened and too much to  share with you so I will be quick and try break down the few weeks into a few words.

Anya was drunk since New years eve she left London on the 10^th….Not one of those days was she sober. She turned into a leopard. I striped naked after work on the streets of London into a dress to go out in (I should probably add I was sober and in Piccidily circus…my boobs were probably on display) sorry for the shame my family members and close friends of the family must be feeling right now. Made friends with Malfoy from Harry Potter. Anya learnt to speak in Puns. Anya got drunk at my work and had the most awkward conversation with customers in front of my boss. Anya stole  someone’s roo. Anya fell for a married man (after I told her 7 times) “this man thinks we have pretty faces but he is a MARRIED MAN” We got invited to a wedding, although it was for the best that we did not go and use and abuse the free alcohol that would have been on offer. We discovered that ordering a JUG of cocktails for yourself is not the best option. Option B the one Renee takes is the  more successful option which is to buy one cocktail at a time SO MUCH JUICE otherwise …and finally we discovered that just because I am wearing a basketball hat it does not make me gansta and cool…No Renee you can still not dance like Jessie J. It’s also a very bad decision to let Rachel’s actual gangster friends back to the house.

Once Anya left London it was time to start looking for more work, I cannot stress enough how poor I am right now. I will turn into a fish any day soon with the amount of Tuna and rice I live off. 

Everyone also loves me at the station when I pay for my tube ticket with pennies I find around the house.

The other day it cost me 45 pounds to get my Iphone fixed I only had 42 pounds on me, and I can shamefully say I flirted my way out of not paying the extra 3 pounds, I think there was even I flutter of the eyes lashes and twirl of the hair just to get me out of the awkward situation of being so broke and clearly not being able to afford my iphone back.

Today I was also told I am going to be evicted from my house for not paying rent over the past few weeks. So the next week or so should be pretty interesting. My next blog post will probably come from the 24hour Leytonstone McDonalds which I will adapt as my new house.

For those expecting the next chapter on my love story I will inform you now that there is no next chapter.

While Anya was here, we discovered that I have a problem with describing and finding every single person I meet perfect. It is possible I could find the good out of an alcoholic, drug taking, and homeless person and still describe him as the most perfect man… Wait a minute that is Pete Doherty and lets face it he is perfect in every single way possible in my eyes.

So what I am trying to say is that just because someone has a English accent, nice hair and good style does not mean they are my Chuck Bass and perfect guy…I am learning to stop falling in love with them and describing them as Chuck Bass or amaaaazing.

This is a guy that I have bumped into 4 times while here in London, all at different places.  

I have no idea what his name is, or he number but he is now taken on the identity of drug addict polish guy. 

Kinda strange and creepy... hopefully it is not love or fate.

Everything I have fallen in love with while living in London.

Geordie Shore – Uk version of Jersey Shore. Hotter people, cooler accents and just so much better. So good in fact when I have enough money to stop eating only tuna and rice, I am going to take a trip to Newcastle with my friend Rachel, cover ourselves in fake tan, fake nails and hair extensions, wear tiny dresses and get totally mortaled like they do.

English fashion

Saying the word “Innit” and calling chips “Crisps”…Well I have to call them this because at work it causes so much confusion if I don’t.

The Sun. The newspaper cost me 30p and is filled with all the best celebrity gossip and informs me on what’s going on in the world such as; Russel and Katys divorce.

Football. Ok ever since I went to Italy I found a love for the game, but now I find myself talking about it at least twice a day…just so many good looking guys… Go Arsenal!

The idea of summer, I am counting down the days and minutes….who would have thought a vampire looking girl like me could crave the beach and sun so badly?

The royal family. I am OBSESSED! Speaking of them everyone should watch Madonnas new film W.E, it’s very beautiful and a great romantic story.

Link to trailer =  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4lNg0cm69xU

 Anya's birthday cake..That she bought for herself. Yeah I am a pretty cool bestfriend.

Limo for Anyas 21st. We thought it was pretty cool, clearly no one else on facebook found it impressive and awesome!

I really do hope I see some of you soon over here, in the mean time I expect more skyping and facebook chats. I may look like a vampire but I am not dead yet, so please keep up the communicating