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Sunday 2 March 2008

Beautiful London


I live in London.

Doesn't it sound SO glamorous?
Well... it's not.

When I first moved to London a couple years ago, I remember walking down the street one day thinking, "Wow! I'm in London!" I didn't know anybody and I was just a waitress, trying to find a regular job, but I was so wowed with this place.
But guess what: it kinda wears off.

There's just so many annoying things I noticed since I've been here, for example, the way they pronounce the word schedule as if the C wasn't even there: shedule. Flippin heck! how do you pronounce the word school? shool? NO. So why do you say shedule??? I mean, I understand the accent thing but this isn't the accent, this is... I don't know what the hell this is!

Then there's this one thing I just adore - it's how a sales person gives you your change. First, they will hand you your receipt (the biggest and most important thing to hand you), then the notes and then your change. They put it on top of all the crap they already put in your hand and guess what happens! The coins go everywhere.
Now, you'd think that after seeing it happen a few times they would learn to do it the other way round, but no. Every single sales person, every flippin time.

Or, public transportation. And I don't mean the delays, the overcrowded trains and platforms and other ways they come up with to make your life miserable. It's how men will elbow you out of their way to get on the train. I mean, hello! you are bigger and stronger, and that's just taking advantage! Sometimes a guy will make me so mad that I say to the deliquent, "Go on, ladies first!"

And what is up with 12 year lod girls wearing full make-up and highlights??? (I even saw one on the train this morning), or 50 year old women wearing pink track suits? or any woman wearing trainers (tennis shoes) with her work suit???
These are not as much annoying as ust weird....

So you see, eventually you're like, "I live in London. CRAP. What did I get myself into??? Get me outta here!!!"
So why am I still here? Because I love it. Apart from those little annoying things, this is a great place, with great opportunities and I feel blessed to be here. I wouln't be who I am if I hadn't come here. I mean after all, it's London.