London

I'm at an internet cafe in Leicester Square, bored out of my bloody mind.

For the past few days, I've literally walked around most of central London, thrice. I have nothing left to see, so I've just been lounging around in Hyde Park, reading and drinking alcohol. When I can't be bothered to read, I just sit in the tube for countless hours, pensive and disenchanted. I feel like I've lived here for a long time. I feel bad for my friend because all I want to do is sit around and drink pints at pubs instead of attending musicals (expensive) and going out to clubs (expensive). She, who is 25, claims that I am an old man, and that I should take advantage of my youth while I can. I tell her that I don't need to be out clubbing and hitting up the nightlife to feel young. Then she laughs while she shakes her head with slight annoyance, saying 'You'll regret it.'

Jee's visit was good. Tons of walking and tons of alcohol and tons of food (fish&chips) and tons of tons of tons. Sorry for wearing you out so much as soon as you got off the plane. I should have let you sleep instead of dragging you around until late. I just tried to be a good guide, that's all. I hope you are having a good time on the Suh family whirlwind Western Europe tour.

I'm gonna be seeing familiar faces in a few days. I know I didn't really want to leave earlier, but now, I've flip flopped like John Kerry. I want to go back home. Bah. This feeling will probably change again. Probably in a couple of hours. haha.

Alright, I have to sign off. The internet is quite pricey in central London.

Adieu mates.