Monday, December 22, 2008

Wanted...

Saw the movie Wanted on the plane going home from London. This kid hates his boring mediocre life and can't seem to be interested in anything. He gets random panic attacks where his heart beats really fast. Turns out, his father who left him when he was a baby is the greatest assassin ever lived, and he is destined to be an assassin. His panic attacks are actually rush of adrenaline that allows him to have super natural abilities like being able to shoot the wings off a fly.

I wonder if the movie somehow describes my life. Why I can't be interested in anything. Why I hate mediocrity. Why I have WPW syndrome, which means that my heart has an extra AV node and pathway resulting heart palapitations and arythmias. Maybe my weird heart disease is actually part of my killer assassin abilities...

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Constitutional Rights in England... or the lack of

The police arrested and raided the office and took the computers of Damian Green, an opposition lawmaker. That's because the UK does not have a written Constitution. Yep, that's right. No bill of rights. No protections. No Miranda Rights. No nothing.

It's literally such a backwards place over here. I was basically assaulted on the bus by a bus driver, who threatened to "hit me hard if he weren't in his uniform" while the police just stood their and listened as if nothing happened. (For those who know me, it's like what else is new, Annie got into a fight with the bus driver again... but that's besides the point.) I thought the bureaucracy was bad in the U.S., nope it's WAY worse in Britain.

One of our speakers for school said that it would take 100 years for Britain to have their own "Obama." I didn't agree with it at first, thinking that the UK is a progressive place, from my first observation that they had more interracial relationships than the U.S. But no, Britain is just at racist, if not more racist. And its a shame how poorly the Scots and the Irish are treated. In one day, the Parliament of Northern Ireland is abolished. Just think about that! It's equivalent to abolishing the state government of Texas or something.

Britain (or maybe just London) fail as a society. It fails as a society because young people can't seem to give up their seats (that are reserved for the elderly and disabled anyways) for the elderly on the bus. London fails because there are more than 100 thefts a day just in central London. London fails because people can't learn to walk on one side of the street, leading to mass chaos when walking, with people smashing into each other. And London fails because half the people on the bus get written up for not paying for fare.

I think it lies in the culture of "trying to get away with things." The underground is always broken because the people fixing it do such a shoddy job, because they aren't worried about actually fixing the problem, but rather just getting away with it. There are so many thefts because it is tolerated by the police. The police does essentially nothing to follow up, and took me 2 trips to the police station and an Oscar worthy cryfest just to get a reference number for my report. CCTVs are there, but I secretly think they don't work. I don't understand why Brits get so worked up about CCTVs anyway. It's not like anyone care about your pathetic lives anyways. And even if you are a homicidal maniac fearing to be caught on tape, it's probably not going to be reviewed anyway.

So yeah, I am so glad to be leaving this shit hole called, London, England, Britain, United Kingdom. I mean gosh, just figure it out; they can't even figure out what their jurisdiction is called. The countdown is on... 10 days until I'm back in the LAND OF THE FREE AND THE HOME OF THE FUCKING BRAVE.

Am I being a bit extreme? Am i just letting one bad apple ruin my own experience and view of England? Maybe, but that's just inherent my personality. I either really really love something or really really hate something. So fuck you, mate. and take that cheers and shove it up your ass.

Monday, December 1, 2008

I Officially Hate London...

Yep it's official. I hate this place.
  • Everyone is obnoxiously drunk at night
  • It's full of thieves
  • Police don't care about you
  • Bus drivers assault people with their doors and make threats
  • Public transportation sucks
  • It gets dark at 4:00 pm
  • It rains everyday
  • People are rude
  • People don't give up their seats for senior citizens
Just google "I Hate London" to see just how many people agree with me.

Thanksgiving..

I guess it took having my $500 purse stolen with $900 camera inside ... and being really sick puking my brains out to have me really understand what Thanksgiving means.

  • I'm thankful for my health. At the end of the day, it's what is most important. Like I said, puking my brains out made me realize that if I'm sick, nothing really matters at the moment but getting better.
  • I'm thankful for my job. Sure I got my stuff stolen, but atleast I have things to have stolen (? sad but true). I mean yes, I worked hard for my money to buy something that I really wanted to pursue a hobby in photography, but atleast I have the means to save up and buy another one if I really wanted.
  • I'm thankful for my friends. My friends understand who I am, and accept me for who I am, and love me for who I am.
  • I'm thankful for my family. Although my family doesn't always agree with my choices, they still love me and support me.
  • I'm thankful for my life. I always mutter how much "my life sucks" and "i hate my life" but I would not trade my life for anyone's... (maybe except Kim Kardashian.... I mean all she does is shop all day, and dates Reggie Bush. What more do you need in life?)
  • And lastly, I'm thankful for Jesus. It's because of God that I have the strength to be more optimistic in life, and to take on any challenges and whatever life throws at me.