...So after I started a blog about my extraordeaneary life, everything went a bit Pete Tong, didn't it? Funny that. After that I refused to write, but now I regret that. I mean, what could be more exciting, than a story about a lost relationship, homelesness, lost student grant and a stolen bicycle, all in one! I should have made that story and fill it with colourful pictures. The pictures would have been:
1. Heidi crying in a rain in Deptford. Not one of those silent, beautifully melancholic 'tears running on my cheek as I walk down the street of misery and apathy', not at all. More like 'Heidi kneeling in front of Deptford college in a pouring rain, one hand in front of her mouth, a phone in another hand. Desperately, Pathetically, crying out loud' -kinda cries.
2. Heidi carrying her backbag from one temporary couch to another, having nothing else to wear than those clothes she chose to take with her to Asia 2 months ago. In this picture it's getting fairly chilly outside, and she had to borrow a coat from her friend. That's why the coat in this picture is too small and too black.
3. In this picture she has just received 8 human sized boxes, brought by DHL. Inside the boxes are all of her belongins. The livingroom they invade is her friends, who is also in the picture, wearing a fresh wedding dress made from the bubble wrap provided by Mr. Jones together with European Thermodynamics Ltd. In the next picture she is naked, throwing around pieces of foam material, also provided by the packaging of ETL.
...But I didn't.
What a shame.
