My Housemates. I'm convinced that I have the best housemates. There is Charlotte, my house wife. She cooks me dinner, makes me tea when I am having an emotion breakdown (how very British) and who waits up for me (or at least tries to, often falling asleep on the sofas) when I am working late. She listens to my rants and lets me ramble on about rubbish.
Thom, even though he is only home on the weekends, makes up for it with his great singing and guitar playing. And even though he is Irish (private joke), he is all kinds of fabulous.
Nicole, who will go out and buy me ham when I can't get to the shops. What more do you need in life?
Salt and vinegar squares. There are just no words to explain my love for these crisps (on that subject)
Saying crisps instead of chips. I was convinced that I wasn't going to ever say crisps but now it's automatic. (I even wrote crisps without thinking about it) I enjoy far too much pretending that I have a lisp when I say it and it's just hours of amusement for me.
The weather. WHAT? Thats right! I'm going to miss the cold weather. As a pale ginger in London, I am in my element. Dealing with 46 degree days just isn't a fun option for me. I get a lot of people asking me for directions. I just fit in here.
My friends. I am such a novelty for them. "what can we try and get the Aussie to do next?"
24 hour things. Buses, off licences. Its a wonderful thing to be able to get places and buy alcohol at 3:30am whenever you want.
How am I ever meant to leave?
Aussie Out
xo
You're not ever meant to leave, THAT'S THE POINT! Please don't go, no-one else will marry me... love you x
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