Nostalgia for my Island Home (Which is ironic because I am from the Philippines which has heaps of Islands not just freaken one of them bloody Australia).

First Day Back in Sydney

Yes, the first day back in Sydney. It had been a year since I had seen this sight, I actually remember my last night looking at it as well, while ostentatiously sipping martinis at the Opera Bar, it seemed fitting that I would also do the same on my return (btw Opera Bar is freaken expensive, I only go there for the view). I have to admit that I was initially annoyed returning to Australia, merely because it wasn’t genuinely my choice to come back (and I was returning for Autumn instead of Summer). I wanted to come back when I was ready, but I have to say that I am glad to see friends and family again, it was probably better for me to have returned, to see how laid back life can be. 

Of course, had to start the day with the first Laksa I have had in a year, I have said this befoer, but the food in London tastes like shit. I don’t even think they have Laksa in London (maybe Wagamamma or Ping Pong). It was GREAT to finally eat good food again (for dirt cheap). This was from main street Blacktown, the upscale ghetto of western sydney.

I was meeting Maz in Sydney for Breakfast, and god it was good to see the fat bitch again. Queen Victoria, not Maz.

See that Sky? Doesn’t exist in London (except recently, where the weather has been incredibly nice). It is almost like it’s reminding me to return to Oz. But the HSBC is what I wanted to take a picture of.

Anyway, after initially irritating Maz with my new found English accent (middle class of course, I don’t want that cheap London accent) – we proceeded for Breakfast in Glebe, cool little place. But bitch made me walk like fukn 30mins to get there from bloody Central. Was it worth it? Hell yeah, Glebe food is great & heaps cheap. She was of course updating me on how she plans to destroy all yahudi from the world. Man I miss my friends.

That was Desert I think? I don’t remember which came first. I didn’t eat the pear though, the french toast was good. I also miss good looking people. I swear, I used to complain about Sydney people, they looked normal I suppose (the Wogs are ALL on a different plane btw, Wogs thank god, don’t exist anywhere else but in Australia). Anyways, Sydney people are gods compared the Londoners. Jesus, if I saw one more fat, pasty skinned white cellulite covered … anyway, I gained SOO much weight in Sydney (lost it in like a week in London, hay at least I lose weight, not like the people here, what the fuck is with the fat people?).

Anyways, ending it with a beautiful sight. I do miss Australia. But the weather here is really nice, I wouldn’t mind staying in London for a while again. Take it easy people!