Housing, we have Housing!

        I guess I’m a real Londoner now: moved into my flat today. It’s really junky, but the price is right. My flatmates seem cool enough; one of them actually has hung out with Radiohead! All are in the BUNAC program and have jobs, so maybe that’s a good sign for my prospects… speaking of which, round 2 of my interview with an internet café was absurd. After spending over an hour describing how much his company cares about employees, how prestigious the multimillion dollar business is, and that I’ll receive a share of the revenue from any services I think up, this guy actually offered me a measly 5 pounds an hour. I could make more than that typing, so why would I want to accept less to make coffee and fix computers?
        You know you’re a little lonely when advertisements for “mars” candy bars make you start thinking about your girlfriend: I miss home a lot. It’s really strange being all alone in a huge city, with nobody who really knows me within thousands of miles. But this is definitely an experience that I need to help me appreciate just how much those I care about mean to me. That may sound corny, but see how it sounds after living on your own for a few days. I’ll make it and I’m sure I’ll eventually have tons of fun, but it’s not always easy or enjoyable getting used to this adventure.

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