Mile End

Mile End was where i stayed my first few nights, old mate borlini put us up for the time. place is a 4 story house, but with only one or two rooms on each floor. apprently 15 people+ live there usally, but there was only 6 there for the weekend. which worked out well. im staying in central london at the moment to do all the tourist type shit. flying to france on wednesday.


mile end

my welcoming sign

dead after first training run.

moshed hard

LONDON

far out, its been non stop since i got here on thursday, its now sunday arvo and i feel like im going to explode. i did mosh in the street on the first night. and the streets aint full of people wearing morrissey tshirts and big statures of ian curtis eather. but first thing i heard was a girls blue monday new order ringtone on the tube, that got me pretty siked. shits so rad at moment. i cant really type to much else, my brain is not working at the moment. so heres some photos


subway

fun and games

home town hero

cyberdog says rave

wut is punx

chongy treat

amazing foodz
600ml coke, quater chicken and chips with a wing. chicken cheese burger.

im freaking

fuck ive tried to write an opening sentence 4 times, but just keep backspacing, i cant actaully discribe how i feel right now. i think i was just hit with every emotion possible about leaving. the longest ive been away from my parents was a 6 week work/bali stint last year. and to be going away to the other side of the world to live. well fuck.. ill see how i go. ive got 3 days left at home... fuck im going to be a mess on wednesday. oceans of emotions. i think ill swim :)

flashback

shit, last night some guy asked if i was going to go see some band (i cant remember the name) playing next thursday night, i said i didnt know who they were. he said this band was like behind crimson eyes crossed with cog...

you do the maths

soon

something good is happening soon.. work sucks!