as i was sweating while helping matt move his things yesterday on the tube, i was thinking about how different my life could be.

two years ago i was driving around in a car that was 2 years old. my parents paid for the gas, the insurance, and everything that came along with owning a car. i went to a private school. i wore new clothes and went shopping at least once a week. i didn’t have a care in the world.

today i’m still going to be attending a private school. my parents still help pay for rent and food. however so many things in between have changed.

i traded that car for public transport. i traded shopping for a flat in central london. i traded that chanel purse for a 12 year old one. i wear clothes from last season, and i barely ever have the money left over to go shopping.

now the question i asked myself is, which one was better? the material life or the city life? would i prefer to have anything i desire or do i want to pay out of my ass to live in a small flat?

the answer is i don’t care anymore. the material things, yes i still want them. i’d be a fool to say i didn’t. yes i want a car. i want a chanel bag. i want to be fed with a silver spoon.

now, in no way am i saying i’m not spoiled. because i am. simple as. but the difference is that today, i appreciate it. i know the value of money. and i know how much my parents are helping me, and i hope they know how thankful i am.

the quality of life is so much more important to me than the quality of my next pair of shoes. i’d rather be happy in a place i love than unhappy surrounded by money.

what would you choose?

you ain’t got it, you ain’t got it. the theory is brilliant.

It’s interesting to listen to people talk about who they know, who they’ve met, and what their friends have.. saying it’s their claim to fame.

having a claim to fame has to be the lamest thing i’ve ever heard of.

if i’m gunna be famous, or pretend i am, i at least want it to be for something i’ve done. not because my friends are in a band.

granted it’s cool to meet famous people, and hell i’d tell people if i met someone famous as well, however, bragging.. not so cool.

it’s like these people know they will never amount to anything, so they try to get a free ride off of other peoples accomplishments.

plus there’s no point in posting on facebook ‘MY FRIENDS ARE IN A BAND’, at least not for me, cause have of my friends on facebook are friends with those in the band, haha.

so babes, unless you are the madonna, i don’t care if you are her best friend or cousin, you are still not her, and most likely never will be.

spent the first night alone in my flat last night. (yes, i know it’s been a long time since i moved in.. shame on me) but i rather enjoyed it.

not having to worry about anyone else getting up at a certain time or having to sneak around, just sitting on the couch after my shower naked for a while felt amazing.

moving out alone, may have been the best thing i’ve ever done.

so guess who’s internet STILL isn’t working.

i can’t call plusnet either because i need the internet to top up my phone. and the mobile internet i’ve got wont let me.

so frustrating that i’d rather go out in the sun and not think about it.

!@#@ #$%^&*#!

Sometimes i wonder if guys ever do grow up.

went to the movies yesterday with dan, matt, and james. got in free cause matt works there, and thank god for that, would not have been happy if i would’ve paid to see the expendables.

now, i know a lot of women don’t like this film. the boys loved it. i’m somewhere in between.

a lot of… bullets, fire, and explosions. some bad acting, mainly from the men who think they’re still in their prime. and a very sporadic plot.

that being said, i just had to laugh. Sylvester Stallone running. him holding on with his bare hands to a flying plane and pulling himself inside. yeaaaah right!

girls i wouldn’t recommend it, but if your a boy, go see it. 2 out of 5 stars from me.

going to the movies with a couple of the guys. so let’s see how it is..

moving on out, and up! i’ve given my keys in to unite and checked out. so hopefully i’ll never have to set another foot in seven sisters ever again! (that is unless i’m silly drunk and get on the wrong bus, and then realize i don’t live there anymore, could soooo see me doing that)

doesn’t hurt this time!!!

going to get my last things from seven sisters, turning my keys in, and saying goodbye let’s hope i get my deposit back soon..

went to notting hill carnival and well.. been there all day. there were negatives and positives, but i doubt i’ll be going back for seconds next year.

not to impressed. way too unorganized. too many people. too little entertainment. some good food. trashy people. some okay people.

2 out of 5 stars if even that.

it’s carnival time. will be quite interesting to see, since i’ve never been to one, although i’m rather apprehensive.