So long 2010! HELLO 2011!

No doubt I am excited for a new year, its what I see as a fresh start or something. There is so much I want to accomplish by the end of next year into 2012... gulp. o.o
Finding a job, getting a drivers license, get voluntary work, apply for university and most importantly enjoy my summer. (;
Has anybody got any new years resolutions?
I don't really see the point of keeping one, most people don't really keep them anyway! My dad is an avid smoker and he manages to always keep a new years resolution... well he says 'I will stop smoking' but uh. That never happens. Even so we still make them.
I still remember myself in the year 1999 even though I was like 5/6 years old and it was the big millennium there was a small TV in the corner of the room, it wasn't really small, just small and I had a bugs bunny note pad in my hand, my sister had a tweety bird note pad. I seriously thought the world was going to end there and then when the clock struck 12. I closed my eyes and everything, it was pretty massive. Now when it hits 12 it won't be as exciting as it used to be. :(
Anyway, I hope you do have an awesome new years party or whatever and try not to drink so much. o.O
I don't know. xD

Journey to nowhere?

You know your weird when you get off the bus and then travel in the wrong direction to your destination.

Cycle Path From 1 City to Another

In actual fact I just didn't want to go home just yet so I decided to go for a walk and had no idea where I was going, I know what your thinking, that's dangerous and she is weird. Well yeah, looking back on it, I was acting a little pretty cooky. Even more cooky because it was  -3 degrees outside but did you know walking does kind of warms you up inside.. some how.
So, I got off the bus and the first place I went to was the cycle path, its pretty long and it goes from one city to another which is like 13 miles? I didn't walk the whole path though, that would of been pretty weird of me and I would of been to lazy to do so. It was just this long path for bikes and people I guess, it was strange walking down because... it was pretty quiet and well there were so many paths to take I didn't know whether I should of carried on walking straight or go to a turn of leading you to a road but.. I kept on walking.

As I kept on walking I saw a squirrel. Yes a grey one.
Anyway, I kept on walking and it was really quiet, only one cyclist went by every few minutes from a distance I thought I saw a man but then the man lifted its hat off and out came a lock of hair, I thought oh okay its not a man its a woman so yeah, (bearing in mind I had not much to look at so I kept focus of this person) as the woman got closer, I was mistaken again, it was in fact a man with dreadlocks. Whoops.
I didn't really want to keep on going straight so I decided to get off this turn off this picture here. It looked like a wheelchair access type of thing but obviously since this was a cycle path.. this exit was for cyclists too. So I walked down it, I had no idea to where it lead to, but as I got off it, it was all clear to me.

It is in fact a graveyard, I knew exactly where I was because I had relatives who lived exactly opposite to this one and growing up I had to always walk past it to reach their house, I never slept round their house. This one was pretty massive I would read the names on the stones and there are some old ones.




While I was still walking on the cycle path there was this old building called Elizabeth Shaw, If I'm not mistaken, this building is where they made chocolate, I know this because my mum used to work here when it was open and she would tell us that it was.. haunted. o.O
I don't know if that's true but that place looks well scary now, broken glass everywhere.

 Yeah, so there still is snow everywhere!!! Its really annoying but.. what can you do ey?
(Yeah.. I don't know what to write for this) This is where my journey ended.

This.. well I was actually in the car when I took this but if you look real close in the distance you will see this yellow building.
I have no idea where it come from but I know some people who would call it 'Mad house' I don't know why but I see this everything I am on the motorway which is like 5 times a year.. yeah we have a lot of relatives, that's the price of being an Asian I guess. ;) So when I come back from a long trip from Heathrow Airport, which is an amazing airport I see this mad house and think. I'm almost home! If you have figured out where I live please don't stalk me. ;]

I love the motorway, looks so nice.

Woop Woop!!!! Party!!

Yes, its been a year already and I hope there are more years to come, the joy I have of blogging.
Happy anniversary I guess, to myself and this blog.
I have no idea why I'm writing so formally.
TTYL!!

(The next blog should be interesting and yes, finally! I will have pictures)

Just too much...

Obviously, the choices we make will define us for the rest of our lives, my early stages of life were pretty.. weird well you know, like any child who cared much for school? or about what we wore to school. Well actually I was really fanatic about my hair in those days which is pretty weird considering I was pretty much a tomboy then. Yeah, I hated dresses and looking 'dolled up' and wore hoodies and sporty things like Kappa. I keep saying and thinking how much I really miss my childhood and how hard I have to work these days to do well. Its horrible since I don't have an older sibling I could really look up to... well actually that's a lie.
I have a... almost 20 year old sister and I wouldn't really call her a role model so its just me.


My cousin, every time me and her see each other have this saying 'Middle children are adopted' its just a figure of speech, I'm not actually adopted... and I think I'm pretty sure of that! But yeah its just how we are I guess, first borns have a more special place in their parents hearts and the youngest, last borns are.. obvious the baby of the family. I always see this in my mind and I don't know why, I shouldn't really though, so as I am the middle child I am more... mature (sumujdhar as my dad would say, in his language) I just feel that is a big responsibility for me. my older sister is sort of just wandering around places with no future for her career wise so my parents don't do anything about it.


So why has it always got to be me?
Seriously? I don't want this anymore.
I wish I could have a long holiday and not come back to this.
I don't know exactly what I'm trying to run away from but its just too much for me to carry.
Give it to someone else! PLEASE.