Waiting

Well I'm sitting in a posh hotel lobby on the internet...again...

Have found a flat, 18 viewings later but I won't quite believe it until I have got the keys on Saturday. It's in Fulham, sounds swish but it also means the most expensive council tax, boo hoo. Not sure how I will get on living with strangers but I have done it befor,well for the last year in fact and we all seem to still be speaking! (In fact one of my flatmates kindly texted at 4.58am this morning!). It's the gamble you take with any flatshare I guess so we shall have to see.

I am waiting to hear about a job at the moment. I was due to hear yesterday, now it looks like tomorrow. I just want to know!! My dad kindly took me for a bite to eat last night and calmed me down (well the red wine did). What will be will be as they say. I'll just have to wait it out.

Job hunt

Today I am trying to be productive. I have written to all the photo agencies I can think of asking for a job. So far, one has replied (the one I am doing work for already) and they have said they will bear me in mind.

So following on from the Freddie pics, I am going to be taking pics of wait for it...Grace from Big Brother and Lisa Scott Lee on Sunday. They're doing some pink aerobics for Breast Cancer. Should be amusing!

Saw quite a nice flat yesterday. Location is brilliant, near West Brompton tube, room is lovely, kitchen small, lounge nice but bathroom isn't that great. The room is perfect and I have said I am interested but now I am not sure. Should I hold out for something nicer but further away? It's so tricky...and in a few days I need to have moved out of the flat I am in.

Went on a date last night, first time in ages. It was actually quite nice. Went to a few bars on the South Bank, wondered past the London Eye all lit up. The poor guy missed his train back to Croydon though and had to get a cab. I felt really bad, well for about five mins! Anyway being a gunners fan, he appreciated my freddie pics and I let him have a couple.

Out tomorrow night with SJ, can't wait to see her. Think I will snuggle up, cook a nice meal and watch the Sex and the City boxset tonight. Make the most of my last night in the luxury flat!

Freddie baby

Freddie is GORGEOUS...I can confirm, as I took this pic yesterday. I have started doing freelance work for a London photo agency. My first job was Terry Wogan launching his new book, the second was Freddie Ljungberg doing some Calvin Klein press conference. Once I have taken the pics, they go onto the agency's website to be sold to newspapers and magazines. Sadly you only get paid if you sell them, which isn't always likely to happen. I'm enjoying it so far though.

Seen 15 flats but not "the one" yet. I'm not looking for anything incredible but every one seems to have had one prob, either not close enough to a tube, room not big enough or too expensive. Oh well gotta keep trying!

Lost in London

I knew I would end up going clubbing last night...

I was saying earlier in the evening I would aim to get the last tube home, it's safer, more convenient blah blah blah. Nah I stayed out in Putney's very own version of Follies until about 3am. I got on a bus at the end of the night, managed to miss my stop. Wandered around I think Hyde Park Corner area, really really lost. Ended up spending a tenner to get a rickshaw thing back. Chatted to the Polish driver all about how great it would be to go travelling. Was on my way back to the flat, thinking about how much money I had spent when I found a tenner, yey!

It was a funny night though had deep and meaningful discussions with boys about why they wear chunky silver chains around their necks. Some guy gave me his business card at one point, very formal. Fell over...again...this time in front of an audience as I was on my way to the toilet.
I shouldn't be let out at night...

Ok back to my life plan, these are my aims for this week:

1. Find a flat. I have a week before I have to leave the Westminster pad
2. Possibly book to come home for a week or two
3. Find a job. An interview for one of the hundreds I have applied for would be a start
4. Start this podasting stuff. I am to become rich from it

Hmmm well if I can aim to do atleast one of those instead of checking myspace every five mins, talking to people on msn and refreshing the gumtree flatshare page every 2 secs, it would be a start!

Tired and still flat hunting...

I'm sitting here drinking poison wine. I tried all evening not to buy a bottle but after a rubbish day flathunting, I just had to. I am house sitting for my friend in Westminster, literally right by the London Eye. I hopped on over to the newsagents/off licence and bought a suspicious looking bottle of "Italian Pinot Grigio" for £3.99, the cheapest in the shop. The guy smirked as he sold it to me. I could practically read his mind, "You cheap student buying that cheap nasty plonk." Oh well it's sort of drinkable.

So I am in this flat for a week while the search continues. The first flat I went to view today was the grimmest so far. Actually I didn't see it, no one was in but the following put me off;

1. In a scummy area, in a scummy block
2. No lock on front door, there may as well have been a sign up saying "rob us all"
3. There were people screaming in neighbouring flats
4. It smelt of wee

Oh and the person who was meant to be showing me round, wasn't in, so there's a problem right there. I consoled myself with a foamy coffee and massacred a muffin in Cafe Nero. Then met Claire, who bless her, listened to me whine, told me to look for jobs in New York and bought me a cranberry juice. She is such a star.

Decided I am going to chase up my job applications now as I am getting fed up of hearing nothing. So called Bloomberg to see if they had my application. Got put through to the New York office, turns out they haven't so had to re-submit. Where the hell did it go? The depths of cyber space I presume....

I need a get rich quick scheme, or maybe I'll buy a ticket for Euro millions tomorrow night...now that's an idea...

Flat hunting - arghhhh!

So it's a day a million of flat hunting and still no place I can call home.

I have seen 10 places now. Most have been really nice and one I really liked fell through. (The news was broken via text message - a bit mean I thought).

So the search resumes... In the meantime my life goes into storage tomorrow ( in a place in Harrow-concerning). I am going to move into my friend Peter's place, right by the London eye (gorgeous flat) for a week. I hope I find somewhere in the next 7 days.

It's wierd it's all over now. I am really keen on leaving uni (the bastards have now cut off the internet). It's been a year where I have certainly learnt a lot about myself, had good times, had not so good times, but I look back on it really fondly. I kind of feel I have been a first year all over again (nothing will compare to Glamorgan) but it's been great. I'm a lot more chilled, have met the most amazing people, some true friends for life this year.

It's been worth it just for that.

I'm in Heaven...quite literally

Twas my birthday party last night and it went a bit like this...

went to a bar...drank lots of wine and cocktails....had a birthday cake...went across the bridge to a piano bar...drank some more until 2.30am...chatted to a homeless man and advised him against bringing drugs into Guernsey...(don't believe he ever suggested doing such a thing in the first place!)...wanted to go home...changed my mind...went to Heaven...lots of cute men...all gay...what a waste...escaped from the dancefloor and found a food outlet in the club...ordered potato wedges with sour cream and ketchup...sneaked back onto the dancefloor...get chatted up by 18 year old Australian...I swear I just saw him snogging a boy earlier...left the club and got into cab...6 of us I believe at this point...feel asleep in the taxi...got back to uni at 6am...fell out of the taxi...all my presents fall onto the floor...try holding a conversation in the kitchen...it's proving tough...contact lenses are sticking to my eyes...pass out in bed...wake up...feel like crap.

Embarrasing things I did...

Fell up the stairs on westminster bridge
walked into a sign
danced on stage in Heaven
mouthed the words to Eurythmics "Sweet Dreams" in Heaven
requested "Purple Rain" in a piano bar...and they played it

All in all it was a very funny night... A few people didn't show which I was dissapointed about.
Some people I didn't expect to show up did and they had a wicked time. I have now been to the three main gay clubs in London...GAY...Guetto and Heaven.... How am I meant to meet a boyfriend this way?! On the plus side my gaydar has been enhanced...reckon I can spot 'em a mile off now!

Lovely birthday

I had such a nice birthday. Three of my flatmates came into my room after midnight to say happy birthday and give me pressies and cards. I woke up to find 6 text messages from my brother, mum, dad, brother's girlfriend and two of my best mates! Ahh to feel loved...

Got about 25 cards and loads of messages on the internet and texts througout the day. A few people surprised me by not getting in touch when they knew full well that it was my birthday. That spoke volumes...and has been mentally noted...

At lunchtime I got my flatmates into the kitchen, I opened Bucks Fizz, had some cakes and made them watch me open my cards and presents. The funny thing is they all were busy working on their disserations as the deadline was the day after. I don't think they were particularly in the mood but did it for me which was sweet of them.

In the afternoon I went shopping with the influx of cash I received. Bought some hot pink underwear ( really nice), two tops possibly for Sat night. Met two friends from school that night, we went for food along the river. It was a really nice evening and generally a really nice day. It was always going to be wierd being away from home but I feel I made the most of it and made a point of telling everyone I came across that it was my birthday!!!

Am now looking forward to Sat night. Booked some tables at a cocktail bar in central. Got random different groups of people going along so no idea whether that will work or not.... Fingers crossed, I just want to have a nice chilled out night...then ahhhhhhh! Monday I finish my masters...how scary is that!