Pictures from London

I've got the photos from my trip to London! Finally. Haha. They were on my brother's computer all along, so i'll put them up on the blog (if i can figure out how to work the photo uploader properly). Anyway, most of the photos turned up crap so i'll only put a few of them up. Quite embarrassing really, travelling half way around the world and not having any decent photographs. Oh well. Haha.

The giant crack at the Tate Modern. You can literally fall into art it seems.

Looks kinda like the Arc De Triumph in Paris right? Its actually Wellington's Arch, celebrating his victory over Napoleon. The irony.

Houses of Parliament. To think Singapore was ruled as a Crown Colony from here for more than a century.

No originality in Singapore. The Eye was here before we even dreamed of having a huge, gaudy Ferris Wheel at Marina. It was a tad on the expensive side so i didn't bother much with it.

The home of the Prime Minister of Britain, Downing Street, part of the Axis of Evil (together with Britain's erstwhile ally the US). Apparently you used to be able to walk right up to the doorstep of No.10. These days there is a gate and maybe a hundred armed policemen to get through. Wonder what he's afraid of.

I swear i saw the guy move and the horse take a crap right in front of my eyes. So much for British discipline.

I've wanted to eat here for ages. Jaime Oliver's restaurant in London, Fifteen. Apparently you need to make a reservation 6 months in advance for lunch and dinner but during breakfast the place was empty. Wonder why?

Me and my brother in front of the restaurant. He was my host for the 2 weeks i spent in London. Not that he ahd much of a choice. Anyway, i had to cook for him and smuggle up some local food too. He made my trip enjoyable. Thanks Ian! The person taking the photograph is his girlfriend. You can see her in the reflection of the door.

The werks. A full English breakfast. If only i could wake up every morning to this. I would die a happy man. The black round thing is blood pudding. As disgusting as it may sound, it taste really good.

Welcome to Middle-Earth! Ermm, actually, its just the London Borough of Greenwich. The rolling green fields of Greenwich Park are so much greener than let's say, the National Stadium turf. And it was the end of winter. Mr. Groundskeeper of the National Stadium, please do your job . Thanks you!

The hallways of the Royal Naval College (or Academy) in Greenwich. The Sun actually decided to show itself that day. Which means there are only 59 more sunny days left in London for the year.

I'm not kidding when i say that this is a state-of-the-art navigation and time-keeping device. Seriously. In the 18th century. The red ball on the roof of the Royal Observatory served to help sailors adjust the time on their ships clocks to GMT. The ball drops everyday at 1pm GMT till this day (even though there are digital clocks and no ships coming up the Thames).

This is where GMT really is. I took this photo standing in the western hemisphere. Anyway, this is where modern time was invented. Oh and i forgot to rotate it too. I'm too lazy to upload it again anyway so i'm not going to bother. If you want a really good look at it, either turn your head or go to Greenwich!

I look constipated in this photo, because i was. Taken at the Prime Meridian at Greenwich. I was having so much fun that i had forgotten to take a proper dump in the morning before heading out. There was the 20p public toilet (automatic) which i decided to forgo. I just had to hold it in for the rest of the day till i got back.

The view from the Stone Gallery at St. Paul's Cathedral. Designed by Sir Christopher Wren after the Great Fire in 16-something, it is one of the most prominent features in the London skyline even in this age of high-rises and weird looking structures (read "the Dildo" 30 St. Mary's Axe)

Westminster Cathedral in Victoria in West London. The Mother church of the Catholic Church in Britain. Its still under construction more than a hundred years after construction first began. Constructed in the Byzantine style,its red-brick facade makes it one of the more prominent landmarks in London. And admission was free.
The interior of Westminster Cathedral. This is one of the few churches which allow photography as long as services are not going on. Its not complete yet but as money starts coming in from all around the world the golden frescos and mosaics are slowly but surely creeping up towards the ceiling.

And this is Westminster Abbey. Not to be mistaken with the Cathedral. This is where coronations for English monarchs have taken place since God knows when. Aside from the rather impressive architecture and facade, its just a glorified cemetery where anybody who is anybody in British society has been buried.

Ok. So that has been about all the photographs i have which wouldn't put me in compromising positions later. The others wouldn't really interest you. After the better part of 3 hours, its finally done. I swear i won't be doing this very often, uploading photos. Haha. Its a pain in the ass. If you really want to see what London is like, go there for yourself. Breathe the air (polluted), enjoy the food. Take in the sights and immerse yourself in over 1000 years of history. If you have the time and money for just 1 place in Europe, go to London. You won't be disappointed.

The 150

This is the 150th post on the blog. Yeah woot, bells and whistles. Haha very funny. Here's a stick so use it and beat the living shit out of me because i can't take living like this anymore. Seriously, here's a stick. Beat me up with it. I'm tired of beating myself so i'm letting you take over. Go ahead, it won't hurt me. I've been in so much shit that it a few more bruises and broken bones won't make that much of a difference.

So you want to know how i've been. I'm fine. That's unless you want to know the truth. Truth is, i'm feeling really crap. I don't know why. Maybe its because i've got nothing to do anymore. I'm tired. I really am, but i can't get enough rest. Too many things are going through my head for me to get any proper rest. I feel like i'm going crazy. Not that i haven't felt ike this before, but this time it feels so much worse. And then again, i have no one to really talk to about my problems. Yeah sure i still do talk to the guys, and talk about killing, death and guy things really isn't that bad. But there is a limit, especially when no one cares to listen to what i really want to talk about.

Then again, i think i may have put myself into this rut. There was a time not too many months ago when i felt happy and sane. When i had someone who i could talk too, even if it was very one sided. Someone who cared enough to bother that i was alive. Then i had to wreck it all by self-destructing again. And now that i really need a pick up, she's nowhere to be found. Not really. She's always there online, but i just don't know what to say to her. I don't know how to even begin a conversation. Have i degenerated that much in just a few months? Have my social skills become non-existent? I think they have.

I really want to talk to her. I want her to read this post. I know i'm pathetic. I'm a shadow now. I'm not a person and i don't deserve to be one if i can't eve get a hold of myself. The path i'm walking can only lead to self-destruction and i don't know how to turn back. Only a miracle can save me. Maybe only she can.

I'm disappointed with myself. Am i that weak-willed?