I hate being forced into things. I hate how people assume they know what I want. I hate how even though I politely decline to attend an event you're the one who gets to be 'pissed off'. Can't I do what I want? Isn't it fair that I can say that I don't want to go to your social event, simply because I don't want to? What right do you have to force me into going and then say you're 'pissed off' at me. Admittedly, even though I care very little of what you think of me - I still can not let your childish tantrum be thrown at me and I thoroughly dislike being begrudged. I hope you realise some day how pathetic and selfish you are without me pointing it out to you.

I'm also getting sick of attending particular family shindigs. I've come to realise that my brother and I don't fit in there with my father being gone and my mother refusing to attend due to her paranoia. We don't belong with those people who may be our flesh and blood, nothing binds us there other than the obligation presented to us by our relatives. I no longer want to attend these events. I'm tired of them. I feel out of place and always want to leave early. It would be better if we no longer went to such events. They're no longer the social occurences that we attended with our nuclear family. We're there because they feel they have to invite us and in turn we feel that we have to attend. I hate it. It's no longer the fun it used to be and I'm starting to feel lonely.

It's been a great deal of time since I've drabbled on my blog. I have set most or rather, all of my angsty posts as a draft because they make me feel pathetic and vulnerable and I'd rather not have people read such things. Furthermore, the individual in the header is not me but Leah - a friend of my cousin's. Hokay.

First things first, Happy New Year to one and all~ I'm sure many Sydney Siders rocked up to the harbour to watch the dazzling display of fireworks and from what I have heard they were fantastic this year. As opposed to last year where I was watching the fireworks on television with my mother, I lied on the couch watching Battlestar Galactica. I have a life. Though admittedly, I look forward to 2010 and what good it may bring.

Okay, I wrote the paragraphs above a few days ago. So there may appear to be a bit of lapse in my writing. This year I have thought of a few things I'd like to do:
• Take more photos [I really need to get off my arse and actually do something]
• Increase my circle of friends to include people outside my school
• Get a job [Also to prevent myself sitting on my lower backside all day]
• Possibly blog more. I don't know about this one because when I see some individuals blogging it makes me ponder why they do it in the first place.
I think I'll just flood my blog posts with photographs and various happenings that I find amusing.

So I hung out with some people I've never met before earlier this week. Some very lovely people I might add. They were all photographers and we just shot throughout the night. It was a fantastic experience.


This was one of the few photos that turned out particularly well that day/night. We took some photos out in the city on the 10th before heading to Wagaya for dinner with its snazzy touch menu. Then headed off to Coogee Beach for some night shots. Twas a lovely night despite the awful humidity.

I don't have much planned for the holidays at the moment except for the fact I should be getting started on my tutoring homework in its colossal glory.