Hi internets!!!

Yep yep, I'm in London England. The End... juuuuuust kidding. I'm too tired to type but I'll type something... perhaps famished... Plane flight was grood. There was problems when we had to find our ride to the school. There was a miss communication... In the end I got yelled at on the phone and had to pay 20 pounds. I still don't see why when we arrived with the same taxi... Anywho, when the taxi man dropped us off we went in to check in, only our names were not on the list... woo sarcastic hoo number 2. We waited for an hour, and finally recieved word that we have rooms. We got to live on the same flat, which is pretty cool. My sink likes to leak, and I can't use any of my electronics, because my converter wasn't correct... Thats another story... I ALMOST got shocked to death... I plugged what I thought I needed, flicked the switch on, and there was a HUGE spark. HUGE!!! O_O Never again! lol. Then we bought some food, all I only ate was a slice of ham, an apple, and soda. I drank Coca Cola, I can't even remember the last time I drank Coke. [why is it spelt Coke when it's Coca Cola???] I started shaking and it was creeping me out. It was either from hunger or from the caffiene. Anyway, I finally got of my arse and went to cook something. It was okay. I made rice in a frying pan, lol ^^. At one point I think I passed out, and napped for a bit. When I woke up I think I drew some of Maria... [Yes you, I'm drawing you]. Later, LATER on we went out with our flatmates to get Oyster cards (bus/tube pass) and saw the cool scenes of London. There was a secluded square like area we ended up at, and it was beautiful, because couples were walking around in nice clothes, the lights around the buildings were atmospheric and quaint, and we were all just bouncing along to a nonexistant destination. Our flatmates are cool, they are a bit happy, and well... Happy. We ended up at some club, called Oxygen, and the flatmates wanted to go in, but didn't want to pay, somehow they got us all in for free... they worked their girlie charm is what they did... oy. Anywho, it was loud, not my scene, and I didn't feel comfortable to drink/dance around people I just met. So Zachary and I just left to find a bus... HA! THE BUS!!! I think it took us like 2 hours to find our way home? We didn't know what bus to take, or how it worked. The tube was closed because it was THAT LATE. Finally after running from bus stop to bus stop, asking people where we should go. We end up on N36. I sat next to a plump fellow around the age of 40? And he seemed like a girl hasn't talked to him in ages. He looked surprised when I asked him for directions... And then proceeded to stare at me for the 30 minute ride... I neglected to look out the window...(he sat next to the window) I only knew he was staring at me from the reflection in the glass that was in my face... Oh, and people were around and I didn't want to stare at butts, so I starred at the floor. Finally, we arrived back to Peckham road, a secret road that no one seems to know. I enter my room and sat on my bed, and cried. Not sure why, maybe it's because I was finally at a place I recognized? Homesick? Tiredness? I turned on my iPod and clicked through my pictures. There is this picture of Oliver, as a HUGE SMEAR, I love it soooo much, it makes me happy every time I see it, because it's that ridiculous (You can see the transitions from normal face, to crazy face!) And then I listened to a few songs. Wrote in my jouranal, and went to bed.

That's it for now... I need to find Fiona...NEED
Toodles till laters