just a weird day..

weird day today....
1. re-vamped CV yet again,
(i mean is it really that horrible? applied for a few more jobs)
2. went to an obama rally in london -yes, I volunteered to canvass and get expat americans to vote..
3. met up with carl- saw tropic thunder weird movie...the theatre was packed! i almost forgot it was monday....but then again, thisislondon and London NEVER sleeps..
4. carl walks me to the train station..and as we're in front of the station, this guy smelling high of weed whizzes by carl and i, and goes into the train station..
(carl takes the bus) but, as i enter the train station of course i end up unintentionally catching up to the weedie guy as i'm walking to my train-- and we have the following convo..
weedie- hey
me- hi
weedie- what's ur name?
me-dyanne
-weedie- oh, as in diana?
me- (thinking: did i say dyANNE? or did i say diana?) - no, as in dyanne
weedie-where are you from?
me-miami
weedie-oh, i'm from senegal.
me- o,ok, africa.
weedie- i guess it's a place you've never heard of, so it must be africa, right?
me- (puzzled look: did you just insult me b/c of my american accent -happens alot here- or are you being serious..where is this convo going?) umm, no, i know senegal is in africa...?!?
---yes! my train arrives hust in time..I'm praying this man doesn't board with me..yes! he takes the southbound train, and i the northbound.SAFE!

but now, i board the train, iPod in ears, and i hear this odd thumping noise over the sound of my music... i turn around to see this guy "tap-dancing" in men's dress shoes putting on a show for us, begging for us passengers to place change in this green plastic bag. umm, no dude, try harder..please..you could've at least been tapping in tap-shoes?!? no money for you dude.

London is just chock full of the crazies, but i must say, it is entertaining, so lons as you never pay the beggars on the train or engage in convo w/ 'weedies' on the street....
that's the ending to an otherwise eventful day in london town.
lawd, i need a job..

the bourne presidency

Just another reason to love Matt Damon

26 surr street

Damn. Mondays are boring, realllllly boring...esp. since i don't have a damn job. i'm starting to feel like tommy from the show 'martin'..it doesn't help that i know i haven't put in 100% effort in finding a job though, despite the fact that, if you know me, i can't stay idle for too long. i've made some progress though - i re-vamped the resume, er, CV as it is called outside of the u.s. of a.(a bit lot more thorough than a resume)..and i vow to get my CV reviewed @ uni. 2mrw...yeah? i even met another potential job contact last nite at a bday party for a friend of a friend...i also was re-introduced to this guy, let's call him 'hespo' who i met through my friend monica. hespo lived within walking distance of the bday party that he, monica, and i were at, but insisted on driving me home..hmm..i wonder yy? guess it sucks to be hespo cuz i am soo not interested romantically, but hey, thx for the ride! (thumbs up). i almost feel bad for ignoring his txt msg this morning...

besides all this job talk, i have been in my new flat for a week now- a cosy little place near caledonian rd..REPRESENT! too bad i learned my area was known back in the day, for prostitution..um, yah...i just hope that was waaaay back in the day?!? regardless, i haven't run into any ladies-of-the-night, but i'm telling you that slightly malnourished woman at the bus stop could not have been a crackphene....and maybe i shouldn't mention the fact that, if you take a certain unnamed bus route just two stops from the nearest tube station, which is 5min walking distance to my flat, you will be at the 'h.m. pentonville prison'. oh yes, ladies and gents, a prison.
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hmmm...let's reminisce on that day i took that unnamed bus route: i was on my way to king's X and the cute little automated feminine voice that notifies you of the next stop says, 'h.m pentonville prison'..i'm thinking, wtf? WTF? hmmmm..i wonder why the estate agent never mentioned a prison when trying to rent the flat to me?!? and noone on the bus even flinched when the automated lady said 'prison'.. they were completely unaffected by that 'p' word. but not i.
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alright, enough reminiscing! i did manage to see pineapple express today! HILARIOUS! and i bought mr.president hopeful barack obama's memoir 'dreams from my father' . i'll let you know how this read goes..should be interesting =)


p.s- i actually finished sarah palin's RNC speech and her cheap jabs at barack were good, but i still think she's an idiot...and the alaskan governor is a bit violent, no? with children named trig, (hmm..kinda close to 'trigger'), and bristol (hmm..rhymes with 'pistol)..hunting makes an impact in all areas of her life.

good-nite!

one of the many reasons to vote for barack obama

why i'm voting for barack obama

happy anniversary to me!

*pause*
so, im sitting here trying to stomach this sarah palin acceptance speech w/ a bag of butterkist toffee popcorn(it’s the best i tell you!), n i want to hurl!(not b/c of the popcorn, but b/c of palin’s voice) I mean, i have patiently waited for all parts 5 of 5 of the hopeful v.p’s speech to buffer on youtube – to only want to gag after 5 min.. first of all, the first 2min 31 sec is off mrs.palin thanking her audience for supporting her thus far....therefore, mrs.palin has only been speaking for a little over 2min- and i can’t go on.. Anyway, mid-gag, i’m realising, my toffee popcorn has half-way been devoured, as if this lady is really entertaining?!? i can usually unregrettably devour my popcorn quickly during really entertaining movies such as, ‘the dark knight’; mrs.palin is no competition whatsoever....
*play*
--ugh. It’s her voice again..i should at least watch parts 1 and 2 of 5, right? Right?I did wait for this speech to load which means i did have a slight interest in hearing her ‘policies’..(toffee popcorn now almost empty)...
BTW – happy 11/09, or 09/11, depending on where you are in the world...
Happy 1 yr anniversary to me in London!
Yep...previous posts have centred around my life as a student in London..future posts will hopefully, very soon concern my life as a working professional in London....
Stay tuned for random babblings while I am on the job hunt! =)