I know I'm really, really bad at keeping this blog updated as I struggle looking after my other (German) blog as well. I am awfully sorry *ggg*

I am pretty stressed at the moment. Work, college, work and now I am playing in an orchestra here in London as well. Stress.

I got my results (Pre-exams for Cambridge) and got a B+
I really have to study more. I want an A for god's sake *g*

College is cool. I really like it although I hate Valerie (one of my tutors). She's the most horrible person I've ever met..
Well, actually there are other people I hate more..
For example the painter who keeps on following me whereever I go in the house (probably I am just imagening but anyway.. it's annoying) *g*

We go to the cinema a lot.
The film I've recently watched are "THE WORLD TRADE CENTRE" (which I didn't really like), "THE CHILDREN OF MEN" (very dark picture of the future which annoyed me), "THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA" (quite entertaining and I love Meryl Streep) and "THE QUEEN" (very british *ggg*).

I also go out a lot and drink too much.
No I am just kidding. Actually I've cut down on alcohol and now I tend to eat too much chocolate.
Actually I prefer being pissed to being fat :-(

A little girl got run over by a double decker bus in front of our college the other day and I was really shocked by the police who didn't make any attempt to keep the hundreds of 12-year-olds away from the scene. Instead they caused a complete chaos and I was stuck in traffic for about 30 minutes.

I haven't heard from D. for a very long time and I am just starting to forget that he ever existed which is nice *lol*

We went to see "Billy Elliot" (musical) the other day. I just love it and actually I wouldn't mind going to the theatre every day. It's my second home.
No.. wait.. my third one *ggg*

It's scary. No matter where I go, no matter where I try to hide out. There seem to be some people who just follow me whereever I am. Or maybe it's all in my head.. maybe I am just about to go completely crazy.

E.g. there was that guy at college when I was waiting at "student services". He just kept on chatting although I tried to look as bored and not intereseted as possible. Additional to that I had a really bad headache and was pissed off due to the long wait but he didn't seem to care at all and he was so... happy which annoyed me *grrrr*
From that day on I kept on seeing him.. EVERYWHERE! On a bike driving past me, in town with his mates, in the supermarket, at Starbucks... or outside the cinema in Wimbledon (yesterday) WEIRD!

College is cool. It's hard work but I like it. My CPE class is full of really nice and interesting students from all over the world.
Yesterday I went for a coffee with Jose. He's Spanish and has been here for 4 years while making a living from teaching the guitar. He knows everything about music and he's a live wire. The funniest thing is him talking about "The English"... that just gives you a laugh as I think Spanish and English people are as different as chalk and cheese *lol*

Last night I went out with Louise and we found it very hard to find nice places/pubs in Wimbledon. Next time we'll probably go up to Central again or stay in Putney.

UPDATE: Due to some "technical" problems I'll have THIS new blog (in German) and not the one mentioned below:

http://my-life-in-london.blogspot.com/

And...

.. because my lovely baby sister insisted on that...
Here she is with two lovely London coppers (she adores men in uniform, especially police men):

Sunday was great as we managed to get to Mc Donald's at 5 past 1 at night while it happens to close at 1 o'clock. Grrrr... Even the drive-through and the bloody petrol station oposite it were closed, what a night that was..

Monday was a complete mess and after we'd got to the airport (swearing and scaring staff member of the Royal Bank Of Scotland) we finally managed to have a coffee at about lunchtime.
Osterrath is a real hicksville. There is actually such a thing as shops that wouldn't open until 10 in the morning. All I wanted was some sellotape.

The flight was brilliant and perfectly on time. I arrived at Heathrow at about 2PM (3PM German time) and was picked up by Richard.

The week's been quite busy so far and I'm happy to have a lie in tomorrow.

I'll really have to do something about my lifestyle. After that "taxi disaster" I'd decided to avoid wodka-coke-mixes for the rest of my life but what about Galaxy chocolate? I think that's even worse as it sends me on a "I need more - now!"-trip *argh*

I'm really fed up and I don't know why.
Maybe it's because I'm flying tomorrow and I haven't done anything I planned to. Maybe it's because it just happens to be my "special time of the month" (if you know what I mean) or maybe it's because I'm broke again.

I just met up with I. in Düsseldorf (where we went to a kind of pub) and now it's 20 past midnight while I'm waiting for my lovely sis to tell me I can pick her up. That will be at around 1AM tonight and we'll probably pop down Mc Donald's in Krefeld then to have a coffee or a burger. Provided it's open until late:p

Btw, my dear sister:
Yes it was my fault that the bloody cash dispenser ate your bloody debit card but hey... back then I'd just got stung by that bloody wasp.. into my throat .. where I nearly died (!!!) (well, no I didn't and after a few hours I didn't feel anything anymore, but still...) SO PLEASE HAVE A LITTLE MERCI ON ME, will ya
Thank you

13 more hours and I'll board my flight

I can't believe it.
24 more hours and I'll be back in London

I just can't believe how time flew. It feels like yesterday when I arrived at Düsseldorf airport.

I spent my last week driving through NRW (mostly by train), visiting friends (or meeting up with them in some dodgy villages cities), relaxing, sleeping, watching telly and going out in the evenings. (I didn't drink, though Honestly!)

Yesterday I got a new haircut (no, you won't get a picture, maybe later..) and I got to see Disney's "THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST" in Oberhausen (where I'd met up with Jess). It was so cool to see Yngve again (he plays the beast btw *g*)... he's gooooooooorgeous :

It was really, really nice and we enjoyed it a lot:p

On the train to Krefeld I met that special kind of species - my best friends (I see them a lot) - a ticket inspector
I did have a ticket (that didn't occur to be the problem for a change and even if, I am kinda able to influence that species a lot and I never have to pay *LOL*).... what happened was:
I dared to put my legs up on that kind of thing (which, when you put it down, becomes a sort of extra seat) and when that muppet gentleman came to check my ticket he said: "Put your legs down, will ya"...
To cut a long story short: Of course I did what I was told but afterwards he was just so rude and talking to me in a way I don't wanna be talked to. Additional to that he touched me and kind of hit me (well, my legs).. and then he was really going to call the old bill, I couldn't believe what I heard.
"Call the police then, go on.. Then I'll have someone to tell what you just did" I said, and he didn't like that .. but considering the fact that at the end of the day it was him who had done wrong he didn't call the coppers - how stupid can one be!!!
I just felt bad because on the one hand I don't wanna be treated like that and on the other hand I usually don't get involved with any kind of authorities:P (at least not in that kind of way)

Anyway. All in all I've had a really good time at home and enjoyed every single minute. It's great to be without any duties, responsibilities and worries for a while...

When I met up with Tina in Düsseldorf the other day I discovered some park (which had been there all the time but although I was born in Düsseldorf I had never been there before) - "Hofgarten".
It's really nice and we took a time out singing "Andrew Lloyd Webber" songs on a bench (I know we are embarrassing and we're proud of it) and talking about ill hamsters, dead rabbits and screaming guineapigs *ggg*

Two days ago Vany was doomed to cook some dinner for G., G. and me, because she was taken to a Robbie Williams concert in Cologne 2 weeks ago - bad luck - and that was her "payment".
It was quite yummy, though, and all of us enjoyed it a lot.
A perfect dinner:b

Today our train was delayed for some time because the police was tracing an unattended bag.
Quite reassuring to be told "Well, we'll stop here for a while because the Transport Police have found some unattended bag in your carriage. Don't worry, you'll be fine" *g*:b
It turned out to belong to some homeless fellow who was searching the train for empty cans and bottles (there are loads of people who search bins in order to get the 25 cent pledge). Grrrr...

Btw that's me with Orlando, Johnny and Keira *ggg*:

.. at a bus stop in Waterloo *ggg*

That was in Waterloo as well:

(I know the pic's quality is rubbish but thats not my fault)

and some more pics:

Me at Shaftesbury Avenue (London):

.. and on the train (what we usually did (cos it was just so hot) was.. sleeping *ggg*)

It's weird. I've been here for over 3 weeks now and I still feel as if I was on holiday or something, but not home in any way.
Is that normal?

But anyway, I do enjoy being here in a way and meeting all my friends, just to know that I haven't been forgotten, is fab.

I've changed my lifestyle as well since I came here. I still go to bed too late but now I tend to sleep until 10ish (which is great *g*). I am so happy not to have to pay for my food so I tend to eat a lot as well

Sometimes when I am on the train my thoughts keep on flying away and as soon as I think about my "actual" home my brain switches to the "English" mode which means I also think in English. If then someone starts speaking German next to me I always get a little shock cos unconsciously I was expecting English I think

I had a really funny experience at Düsseldorf station the other day..
All I wanted to do was to buy an apple.. a "Braeburn" apple. But for some reason I didn't manage to say "Ein Braeburn Apfel, bitte".. Cos I was actually going to say "Can I have a braeburn apple, please".. So I must have said something like "A Braeburn Apfel" pronouncing "Braeburn" really English.
What I got was an apple and that saleslady talking to me.. in English.
I didn't say anything but it was so funny

Another incident that showed me my brain decides to swith whenever it wants.. by itself:
I was just about to sit down on a train to Duisburg when the train stopped with a jar and I nearly fell into a big guy's arms (embarrassing *g*)... By coincidence that fellow was American and he said something like "Oh, I'm sorry" (he can't have been German anyway cos Germans don't apologize if someone crashes into them)..
"Oh I'm really sorry. Sorry" I said.. automatically and not even realizing that I was talking English - scary

The weather is horrible by the way and I'm just sitting in an internet cafe in Recklinghausen being surrounded by highly annoying 12-year-olds who just can't shut up for a second *brrrr*
I met up with M. for some brunch this morning (he paid which was nice) and yesterday (after I'd met Tina in Essen) Jess and I decided to watch THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA (musical) which was absolutely brilliant. I really enjoyed it:p

.. Another pic we took during our "Big sister shows little sister London"- tour:

I'm fed up. I've had an argument with my lovely boyfriend and I have to say: English men are different. Grrrrrrrrr....
1. Is it so hard to admit you are afraid of flying?
2. Is it so hard to say you've missed your f*** flight?
3. Is it so hard to tell your girlfriend you are a coward?
And last but not least: is it really so hard to confess you've been telling tales?
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh........ I am really, really irritated

To cut a long story short: Sir Daryl French didn't manage to board the flight LH4771 from London Heathrow to Düsseldorf International. But once more he did manage to piss me off

Anyway, I still had a good weekend and a lot of fun - even without Mr "I am too scared to do anything and probably some terrorist will decide to blow my bloody plane up"-Daryl.
I met up with some friends and managed to be stuck in Solingen for some time. (The ugliest city around)

I think I've been away for too long, we've even got a "Subway" Restaurant in Krefeld now, I can't believe it

The other day I was waiting for my sister at Krefeld railway station when I actually realized that German cab drivers are sort of perverts and German coppers are ugly *ggg*

There was that guy on the train. He kept on starring at me for 50 minutes and when I was waiting for my train at Essen station he just followed me where ever I went - even to the loo (which was really scary). I told him to piss off but he wouldn't go away so I just had a chat with some coppers who finally helped me to get rid off him - crazy twat
So last night I actually dreamed I was being followed and kidnapped by some short fat guy wearing a "Lonsdale" Jacket (brrr)

That was last month when Vany visited me in London:
(me at Piccadilly Circus)
We had a good time playing tourists... more pictures coming up