Shots of New Zealand

I apologize that these pictures are poor quality, my camera is not exactly the greatest. If i attempt to take a picture without the flash on every comes out blue. Will be getting a new one soon.

Saw this car while having a drink in St. Heliers. I thought it was just so ugly, probably a japanese car. This is a shot taken on the beach down in Kohimarama while the sun was setting.
This shot was taken in St. Heliers during the day time.

A shot of palm trees. Don't know why i just think they make it seem more tropical.

A picture looking out across the water at Rangitoto.

This picture was taken on the street in a little town called Parnel. Not sure where they had came from. I just thought it was a lovely shot. This shot is looking across the beach to the side of a restaurant located in Kohimarama..

"Family Time"

Song to this Blog: "Break Away" Kelly Clarkson

So we all know how at a certain point parents begin to think that they are "loosing" their children, and therefor try to. . . reil us back in if you will. But what happens when it gets to the point where they want to go out in public with you or shopping for things you should be shopping for with friends? How do you say no to seeing a movie on a friday night at a theatre you know everyones going to be at? I mean i feel bad that they need this sense of closeness to us that they try to do "Fun family activities" like, and this is my dads idea of a good time, going to countless war museums no one wants to go to. Going to parks or volcanoes when no one is in the appropriate footware. Going out to grab a beer at a place where people will recognize me. It sounds mean, but I am no longer at the age where i want to be seen some where with my parents doing something i should be doing with other people. And then when you say no to going out to dinner with them because you would just rather stay home and have a quiet night, they do the sad face and try to guilt you into it, or, in my dads case, it needs to get to the point where we get into an argument about it and he gets mad and then all of sudden doesn't want to go. At what point in a parents life do they realize that we are no longer 6 and can just be carted around anywhere whenever and be ok with it? When will parents realize that "family time" is now simply social suicide.

Quote of this Blog:
"moving on, is a simple thing, what it leaves behind is hard."

Fuck Promises.

Song to this blog "Into the sunshine" by Julia Nunes

So todays absolutely thrilling events include:

• sitting around the house on my computer
• unpacking box after box in my new house
• getting into argument with this guy (whom i have previously mentioned) and realizing he is an asshole and that makes me an idiot for ever liking him in the first place
• And then last but not least, taking the most relaxing and scolding hot bath in the world that has now made my entire house smell of lavender thanks to bath salts and bubbles.

Now after all these amazingly eventful and some completely heart wrenching events took place, i decided to watch a movie, one of which i had not seen in forever. The Aristocats. An amazing movie which makes me realize that happy endings are possible. But only if you live in France and have a really nice house with a lot of money. Oh and you have to be gorgeous.
So yes these were the thrilling things that i did today, yet through all this and all the furious amounts of tears cried over this pathetic guy who isn't worth my time yet i can't seem to get over him, i still don't feel any different. It's weird. I've been here roughly 3 months, 3 months! and i still feel, well almost numb. I'm not happy or excited, I'm not angry or frustrated, i don't feel anything. The only emotion i do feel is sad and home sick. I mean this is horrible because this is where i am now and i can't change that, but still. I keep thinking that this is just a vacation and I'll go back home, even though I've started school and moved into the house, i just feel as though I'm simply going through the motions. Nothing has struck a chord. I'm listening to really off music like Dj Screw and Arab on Radar, which i would never listen to normally. I'm tired and bored and I back talk my parents a lot (which is almost normal) and i hate my dad. I mean i honestly hate him. He left a job he had been working for for 25 years for a lower position with less money, around the world and the only goddamn reason he gives me is because its an "adventure".