Do i deserve this crappy weather though? Probably. I should have done some more research but whenever i start to feel angry or upset, i just think "none of my friends back home are here so i should be grateful" and i am. THe other day i found myself so upset and frustrated because of how pathetic i was feeling that i wrote my parents this long email, thanking them for everything they've ever done for me. I am usually a very happy and spirited person, even though i'm seen wearing a lot of clunky black shoes and thin black lacy clothes. SO being in London, where the sun literally does not shine as much as i thought it would, i am feeling a little less happy these days.
I never thought i would be affected by a little thing like not enough sunlight but in fact, i am HEAVILY AFFECTED. Today in class i couldn't help but doodle happy things and notes on a job interview i'm looking forward to. My mind has been focused on sunny Los Angeles (they pronounce it as Loss An-gel-eese here) and my puppy and palm trees. I don't want to go back right now though, i just want some of that nice weather, which is probably why the cost of living there is so expensive. You may pay extra for that "quality" of clothes and other name brand stuff but i think everyones really paying for that A+ weather we always have. With living in Denver for school, i now know the true meaning of what is to actually be cold and feel it in your bones. If it gets cold in LA, you basically throw on a cool sweater and leggings from Free People, grab a skinny vanilla something or other from Starbucks to warm your hands and you're good.
But here, it is not just the cold that is annoying, it is the dreariness. The lack of color from the sky seems to drain the rest of the colors out of everything. Sure you can see the nice pastel painted flats sometimes but when it's raining and you're trying to keep your head down because you only wore a jumper and no beanie or jacket to shield you from this "normal London weather" you're not really focused on taking in the slight tints of color around you.
I've been here three weeks and all i've really managed to do is:
- watch the season 12 of Project Runway, the entire series of Sherlock and Broad Church.
- attend two of The 1975's shows at Brixton O2 Academy (within the first week of being here) meet the band, give them my art and have it posted on their Instagram (okay this was like the high light of my time here....yeah)
- My fangirl post / The rockstar drummer's original pic of it
- make a really great friend from Germany, from that concert
- grab some drinks with cute locals and make friends in my program
- get a gym membership even though i've lost weight from all the food i haven't been eating because it's either heavy bread and pastas or has meat in it (i'm vegetarian, not vegan)
- and do a bunch of art
YET I STILL FEEL LIKE I NEED TO HAVE ACCOMPLISHED SO MUCH MORE BUT IT KEEPS RAINING AND I CAN'T GO ANYWHERE WHEN IT IS RAINING.
(EARLS COURT is terrible right now)
For instance, this TUBE STRIKE(look at the post about it on BuzzFeed if you don't believe me that this sucks so hard) thing is pissing me off. After Uni today I wanted to go to Neal's Yard in Covent Gardens because i've heard it described as "a colorful, communal place with fresh fruit and cute markets and shops". I've also looked at it on tumblr and saw how pretty it was and thought "yes this is the perfect place to cheer me up" but no. Life just said, you can't see it today. Nope. Not today......
After walking a few blocks to Glouster Station, i saw that the underground was of course, closed, so what did i do? Bought a salad from Waitrose and scuffled back home to write this post in a room with a twitchy internet connection as i try to watch the last episode of Sherlock.
Thank god i'm going to Paris on Friday, if the tube strike permits me to get to Kings Cross on time.
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