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Just thought I should post something here, to finally put an end to my London break. I've been back home for almost a week but was stuck in a kind of in-between place, my body in France, my mind in London . For my last week I almost did not work, went to the Victoria and Albert Museum, saw not one but two Shakespeare's plays at the Globe, had three new roommate whom I totally adored and partied for Lucie's birthday. Happy, happy memories, had it not been for my landlord spoiling my last day by stealing £10 from my deposit. If you ever want to go and work in London like I did, as sweet as this idea sound, never ever give Londonjob your money like I did. They don't find you no job, unless you already work in the catering sector in your country of origin and of course do not care if the manager of the place they send you to live steals from you :/
All of this seems so long ago now, I went back to university on Monday. New teacher, new subjects and new people, yet still the same useless people in the office, the same grey buildings and that rain I had fogotten for a while. Holidays are really over I guess. I put some photos I took in London in my gallery ^^
All of this seems so long ago now, I went back to university on Monday. New teacher, new subjects and new people, yet still the same useless people in the office, the same grey buildings and that rain I had fogotten for a while. Holidays are really over I guess. I put some photos I took in London in my gallery ^^