Thursday, February 28, 2013

life in pictures.



they talk about the weather, they talk the truth, because it is miserable,
but it's only here that my character isn't yet see-through. 


although I plan to cover it with a pair of classic satin pajamas,


and dreams my dreams at night. 
my dream. my goal. my apartment.
(top right)


I saw musicians play my song, everything was just dandy.

then you enter. the stage that once was black is illuminated from every angle.
I cannot help but look only at you, and when i do, i smile. 


and i plan to capture every moment of it.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Love on my lips.










25 C

I then began my trial at 222 Veggie Vegan, something I thoroughly loved. I chopped, peeled, sliced, diced and learnt a lot about knife skills and dealing with the 'heat of the kitchen'. I found that the kitchen brings out my sarcasm, irritation and back chat, things I never would normally allow people I've just met to see. After my first week I was able to try out the front, setting up the tables, buffet and learning about the till. I found I really enjoyed it and thrived in the more relaxed and laid back environment. I was still able to help with the cooking and prepping of the buffet dishes a well as chat to customers. I now feel like a real Londoner and if i don't speak whilst on the bus, in the other passenger's eyes I really am one. I catch two buses on my way to work and now, because I don't feel worried that I've caught the wrong bus anymore, I'm able to sit back and listen to my ipod while watching the sights flash past. 
and..... TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!
After watching a bunch of Buffy The Vampire slayer episodes last night I saw a red envelope propped up on the side board and on the back it read, "Don't open until the 22nd" - torture, i tell you!
This morning when I awoke i sang happy birthday to myself and gave myself a little make over before going downstairs to finally open the red envelope. My aunt and uncle had gifted me with 20 pounds. I'd also received a voucher for Topshop from my parents and stockings from Jasper who had visited me for 3 days. This morning I made myself pancakes and really indulged myself with a few cups of tea, and now I plan to catch a bus to Oxford Street and enjoy the joys of shopping at Topshop!


25 B

On the plane i watched The Perks of being a Wallflower and Pitch Perfect and cemented my love for Emma Watson and her incredible performance and beauty. Unfortunately for the man beside me who also occupied the aisle seat, my bladder was unnaturally weak (i blame it on high air pressure) and I was constantly getting up to go to the toilet. Other than a few hiccups during which my mind was a jumbled mass of prayers, I was able to relax and gaze out the window onto the foreign land below. Above the clouds, the sky was alight with the sun's rays and made me surrender to the feeling of extreme excitement. Although, as we dipped down it felt as though we were drowning in fog and mist and when the view below came into sight, there was a dull glow that was the only sign of it being day, the rest was what i now know to be 'typical London weather'.
The landing was one of the best I've know, no need for ear-popping sweet, only one child screaming and no rickety bounces. In retrospect I probably shouldn't have taken such a large and heavy hand luggage as well as my handbag, laptop case and teddy bear. I definitely regretted it as I followed the crowd through corridor after corridor as a fast pace. My arm muscles felt as though they were ready to snap and underneath the millions of jackets and scarves I'd worn (in the hope of lightening my suitcase) my body was reaching boiling point. When we eventually arrived, I collected my suitcase and strode through the meeting point, my eyes eagerly scanning the crowd - no one. I sat and waited and although I kept spotting look-a-likes of my aunt and uncle, they arrived 10 minutes later. During the drive home from the airport I was given the '411' on all things in London, from types of beer to types of bus passes. When I walked through the door of the house that would be my new home for a month, I'd learnt nearly all there is to know about London. The house was quaint and rustic with a room of glass ceilings and a pretty furniture. That night they took me to a vegan restaurant which was in Fullham and where I now work. I loved it so much that I asked about a position that very night..and got lucky! Other than missing home a little, settling in was easy, my aunt and uncle encouraged me to explore London and due to their heavy schedule, I did so by myself. I learnt not only about the history and magnificent sights of London, but also that I loved to travel alone. And over the next few days I went to Oxford Street (now my home away from home, even if it is only to window shop), Picadilly Circus, Covent Gardens, Leicster Square and many more places.

to be continued....

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

25 A

Well, here i am... in LONDON!
It has taken me much too long to get back on here, writing again. Well, the airport scene was bittersweet, as has much of my time here been. The morning of my flight I met my friends at a coffee shop for breakfast and although I had planned to stay for only two hours, it ended up being four. The usual "last touch, nigs" was started and my inner competitiveness came out thus I gave the last touch.
Fast forward to 5 o'clock, 2 hours before I leave for the airport and my mother and I are sitting disheartened beside my suitcase as we sort through each and everything, hoping to lighten the load by at least 30%. Even though I sacrificed taking many things along, I still had to take out more at the airport and the lady behind the desk let me go on with two kilograms more than allowed. Lucky me!

We were casually eating foccacia and chatting about what was and what was to come when I heard these familiar shouts of excitement, and looking up I saw my friends, Chelsea as tall and beautiful as a giraffe, Ashley and her glorious smile, Mandla and his award winning laugh and Ruelle pushing Wally on a trolley - Classic! We all ended up eating pizza around the table, chatting and laughing, while my sister and brother begged to go push each other on the trolleys. Time flew and soon I was to leave, so we all walked toward the gate and all my friends gave me a letter to read on the plane, but only while up in the air. I thought to myself as I hugged everyone goodbye, I hadn't cried or felt too sad, even though I was leaving all my friends and family for a year. Then after I'd passed through the metal detectors (with distinction) I waved to everyone on the other side of the glass. It was only when the glass became an opaque wall that I broke down. Tears poured out of my eyes and under my glasses, rolling down my cheeks. Thankfully I wasn't surrounded by people and had time to collect myself before looking any officals in the eye. Then for one second I stood on the line that divided my life into past and future. My future was new, exciting, completely unknown and I was going at it alone.

to be continued,,,

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Travel Time






24.

After a rather long wait, the time has come and in a few hours i will be jetting off to London.
I started packing 3 weeks ago, taking out and putting in items during the weeks between then and now.
Although today i had to re-pack twice, otherwise i would have gone over the limit by 10-15kg.
In my mother's words, "Montana, you will never be an airhostess", to which i replied, "then i will have to have a private jet"

Operation Movie Watching.
Place: Aeroplane
Time: (22:40-9:00)
Interruptions: only for food + toilet
Secret Password: gerkin

Famous words "i can't wait to make a snow angel"