I have come to the conclusion that I am having a BRANTLEY FOSTER series of moments. In saying that I realise my sister would probably be the only one who will realise what I am rambling about…If she remembers…at the tender age of 31 she’s getting to be more and more forgetful.
Brantley Foster was the leading character in one of my most favourite movies of all time…The Secret of my Success. Brantley goes to NY to test out the big city and is hit with a series of dead ends. But in the end, he succeeds. I WILL TOO!
As frustrating as it is trying to go from one agency to another, it’s okay. I am beginning to enjoy London. My new found friends at the dorm make the small confined space a more liveable place to be.
Christina is Italian and Isabel is French, while I am the Filipino/Australian. We make an interesting bunch. They’re great to be with and because we are all away from our homes, we sort of make each other feel homey. We eat dinner together and makes plans for the following days.
London is beginning to be less scary, even exciting. So I am getting there…yesterday we attempted to brave the crowds for the F1 parade, my brother would be proud but after being squashed for almost an hour with no hopes of seeing anything, we called it quits and headed for home, where we hoped Isabel would be since she got separated.
Anyways…that’s all for me. I have to run for an interview. Hope all is good with everyone.