Just really fancy a rant

Today is a most gracious Friday night in Brighton..

and I came home with apple pie & custard, Doritos with salsa, and Toffee cheesecake. Is there something wrong with this?

So I did go sightseeing - that came with a big price. I wish I can just enjoy and have fun without feeling so pissed off with how much things cost. Yeah, it's time to go back to Kampuchea. I am so friggin' BORED - which I never feel. With everyone else just happy indoors with their loved ones, my feeling for inadequacy and loneliness is just about reaching its peak.

I looked back at my pictures in Cambodia.. and.. damn.. life was just more exciting. Not that it was that crazy.. sometimes I did feel bored.. but I was able to do something with that. There was always something to see, or not even things to go to, but things to experience.. such as just going to the park and watch people dance. Or go street food hunting. Or going to the lounge at Top Bananna - someone will always wanna talk. Or there's always Sovy who spices things up - whether just going round his Camry or causing wreckage indoors. I don't know.. I just don't like it here. Nothing to do, no one to talk to. No one to go clubbing with, no one to get drunk or get pizza with. It's time to go. I have to go. I cannot stand this place.

And to this note.. I am listening to Hotel Califonia.