Beware of the dog.

I'm going to be lolling as I write this post, that's for certain. Around 10 years ago Jamelia was hailed as the UK's Beyonce, and I definitely own a copy of her album (i was such a cool 11 year old), but recently all she's really done is been on buzzcocks calling Javine a slag, and other panel shows.

I kind of forgot that Jamelia even existed, but the beauty of living in Eastern Europe is that most things are a little behind, and the big news on Friday was that Jamelia was in town!! How could I say no to Jamelia?!

As well as being my first experience of a Ukrainian club, it was also my first visit to Arkadia - a part of Odessa I'd heard so much about thanks to Vice. Arkadia did not disappoint. It was so bloody tacky (think Blackpool or Skeggy but Ukrainian).

The club, Ibiza, was just completely surreal. It was basically a posh Hidatsa resort passing itself off as a nightclub. It was full of middle aged people, or people who didn't seem to be there to have fun, and just looked to dressed up and not very happy. You had to pay to sit down, and the drinks were expensive - not cool. It seems to be fairly common that in these kinds of clubs people don't really go to have a laugh, which isn't really my idea of fun!

Despite the club being a little shit Jamelia did not disappoint and got all the hits out.  She also sang to Seb and later on tweeted him, which resulted in a rather excited reaction. Overall, the night was just jokes. I finished off the fun by doing some Russian posing in front of the dodgers.

Another update.

So, I've been absolutely rubbish at writing this over the past couple of weeks, but with very good reason... My laptop kind of broke, and after a long trek to the Samsung centre and a quote of 3000 hryvnia, I decided to see the last couple of months in Odessa out without a laptop! Thank god for iPhones.

So, what's been going on since I last posted? I turned 21, and had probably the most boring birthday of my life so far, and drank gin on my own! That's ok though, as it means I can have a ridiculous celebration when I'm back (I'm thinking gin, cake and friends).

Since my terrible birthday I have met some new people, and two guys from Nottingham have arrived, so I now have some sort of a social life!! I'm not sitting in watching Girls on repeat I my phone every night now, which, although I live Girls, can only be a good thing.

I'm still sharing my abode with too many cockroaches for my liking though, and I'd give anything to move out, but it just feels so nice having money in the bank that isn't going to get wasted on rent. Yesterday I encountered two within the first fifteen minutes of me being awake, sigh.

I don't think anything more interesting than that has happened, life is calm and steady, and minus living in this hole, I'm having a nice, busy time :)