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[12 May 2008|10:00pm] |
Today I got back from London town where I have been since wednesday night. I had a wonderful time visiting my absolutely wonderful fiancee. I spent much of my time sitting in the pub where malcolm works, chatting to regulars, reading vogue and sipping down the odd drink. We also spent much of our time relaxing together in various parks, enjoying the heat and sunshine. I met an outrgeously camp man who didn't fail to entertain me, complement me no end and buy me drinks. I met many of Malcolm's friends, church members, and people he speaks to on a regular basis. Malcolm and I ate grapes and decorated ginger bread men and sun bathed and laughed so hard and flirted outrageously with each other in many parks. We met up with Ben and went for a pizza hut. The three of us witnessed an AWFUL event for pentecost, which we were embarrassed by. We felt bad for mocking a Christian event, but I'm sorry, the brought it upon themselves. We travelled far and wide, a long and over-extensive endeavour, seeking out but a few of our friends from Pais who were doing a basketball tournament as part of the dire pentecost event. They weren't at all bothered about seeing us, so we decided it wasn't worth it after all. I went to Hillsong church for the first time and it was good. I travelled around for the first time BY MYSELF!! I was so proud of myself. I was also scouted by a modelling agency outside Selfridges on Oxford Street. Pretty chuffed about that. Should hear from them this week. To be honest I won't be too bothered if I don't hear from them, I'm just chuffed I was scouted. In your FACE Steph, you fat whore. Steph being the step mother who crawled out from the depths of hell istelf to unleash evil upon the world, who nicknamed me and my brothers "The Three Mingers". Oh how I enjoyed slagging off my steps the other day, what fun. I should sit down with someone on a regular basis and bash them down to the ground with each other. No one likes steps.
Well, basically, I had a great time. I feel at home in London. I feel happiest when I'm with Malcolm. I have thought about going to stay in London til I start uni, getting a job there. But I don't think I'd be able to live in such small quarters with pretty much none of my stuff, being woken up every morning.
I NEED A JOB!!!!
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