democratic voice of burma

Watching Dateline at the moment, it's covering a story on the on-going political problems present in Burma thats making life for everyone there repressive and stuck in a third world scenery. Soon, its the election for the political party to reign and this so called democracy that is prevalent is corrupt, places media restrictions and the currency is totally fucked. I regard Perth my hometown but Burma is where my roots are from, it encapsulates the origins of my values, beliefs and attitudes. I've been there on various occasions since my birth and every time I go there I have such a great time but you can see how much the nation is troubled and suffereing from the lack of help that the government is giving. Russia and China protect Burma in the UN which makes the nation untouchable by America- really the only nation that can help them move forward and not so lost.

Moving on from the depressing problems of the world...
today was quite relaxing, had family come over for lunch for my dads birthday. played wii and the usual with the cousins. fell asleep then woke up finding myself home alone so rocked up the record player with baroque brass and watched the natural light fade in my house whilst doing some chores my mum left behind.
now am just sitting here in front of the television with my glass of iced coke with a lemon wedge :)

I can't be bothered with work anymore. I applied for university again two weeks ago, but I'm still unsure as to what I want to do. Just words. You don't understand how scared I am. Eighteen- and I think I'm all independent and shit. But really I can't even comprehend standing on my two own feet.

"It started with a chair." Am watching my only one of my most favourite movies in the world, Junooo. Everything from the movie is genious, pre adolescent, adolescent, teenage dialogue, conversations, satrical love. Ahhhh, Michael Cera please have my babies!



Kidding...

*photos that I have promised Matthew.

Remember: ALL BABIES WANT TO GET BORNED!