a london education

I am currently working on finding all things London-related for an English essay. It makes me wonder how important it is when reading or watching or listening to something to be able to personally relate to it. I don't think it's that important. But here is another video which is completely hilarious to me, for how many people I know I can relate it to, and I do suspect that it is completely boring if you haven't come across this particular species of dickhead?



I keep on having ideas for posts I want to do but no time to do the writing or photos necessary. It's very frustrating.

goodbye summer

Life has been so hectic this summer. I entered it dreading it because I had no idea what was to come. And now looking back I can see there is no way I could have predicted the events of the past month. How cryptic does that sound?? I wouldn't be able to start writing about everything, though, without suddenly sounding unbearably dear-Diaryish.

I've been on a bit of a rollercoaster, and it's been fun and it's been horrible but it has never been in between. And so, I am very very tired. Tomorrow, I start my last year of school and I go back into a routine. I will have more time to think, to just be. To not be caught in the act of doing, and to be able to process the moments that just zipped past. And in doing so, I will finally write and read and reflect and rest. Maybe I'll even write more and better blog posts? (Here's hoping).

The unwinding process begins. And for the first time in a long time I have time to just sit and waste an hour watching terrible TV. Isn't that wonderful?