Whatever may come…

Christmas was ok. I attended a rooftop bbq (halal meat thatx to my pal D who organised it for the Uni housing people). Ok, so I was intimidated by all those 40 something people who I didn’t know… But I had my 2-3 friends there to make me feel comfy. No, I didn’t eat that much. Ofcourse, I did come back home with some leftover drinks & such (I can never leave a bbq empty handed if I attend it with D-lol). Came home late evening, …. was online, then slept.

Today, I had made up my mind that I wouldn’t miss the Sydney to Hobart Race (I was late & missed out on the procession of participating boats last year, coz I didn’t have the right info). You can see the boats tracked here. The net did cough up some spots wherefrom I could see the race start, but I’d never been there. So off I went , yes alone, so what?! Apparently, everyone on the bus was heading there, coz almost the whole busload got off at Nielsen Park.

Now I’d just thought that this was a green patch, but when I walked in, I came upon a small beach!

I thought I’ve come to a wrong spot, but according to some gori’s, I could infact see the boats from there. Now the problem was that I was the only person there wearing dark pants & suede shoes!(everyone else was in their swimmers-twas a beach,remember?!). Anyway. So I decide to explore the rocks, to find a good spot to look at & photograph the racing boats.

See the little rock on the top right side?well, it wasn’t as small as it looks in the foto, that’s where I was perched for most of my boat-race-fotos.

I love exploring rocky cliffs at the seaside. By this time I had taken off my socks & shoes, but alittle later, I realised that now to get across this little rocky stretch, I’d have to wade through the water. For some time I actually contemplated popping my pants in the bag on my back…(they were almost new pants I got at Eid-hey, according to the map I saw I wasn’t planning on going to the beach). But then I found a shallow portion & rolling up my pants sufficed. (ofcourse I got my pants wet on the way back…& yuck, some chewing gum too). Walked further on the rocky side, took fotos all along…

Thats how far the city skyline was, from my perch.

This was the view directly infront of me, the city skyline portion was towards my left.

This was towards my right.

Notice how the leisurely sailers are already there in droves.

Now there were already so many boats in the harbour & I didn’t know how I’d differentiate between the leisure ones & the ones racing! Anyway, after the cannon shot at the appointed time, I took some pix of the racing boats. Oh, did I mention that there were over a dozen helicopters in that area, with one directly above my head?!

Notic the sponsors’ emblems on the competing boats’ sails??

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After I saw the boats race out of my line of vision, I decided to head back to the city. But since I had to take a bus further right into south head(outmost tip of coastline where harbour meets the pacific ocean-look at it in the map I linked above as Nielsen Park) I decided to spend some time there before I headed back into the city. Yes, I took some fotos. But I think I’ll save them for another post? (& coz uploading/linking these took such a long time!)Lets see what I get up to doing tomorrow- I have plans, but then all the stores have their half yearly clearance sales (sales don’t stop me from splashing out anytime, but a pal was waiting for this chance…).

I’m so…. Confused. Undecided. Overwhelmed. Scared. Apprehensive. Worried. Don’t-know-what-else.

Sigh. I’ll never be mean enough for this world. People can be so selfish, horrid, mean, stupid, (add in your own adjectives here). I’m just too much of a goody-two-shoes than is good for me. I’m not going to say what the latest incident is. & the one before that ( & even the others before that!).

I guess I’ll just never fit in. I’ve always known that its a dog-eat-dog world out there, but there are times when I’m just gobsmacked at what people do. I mean, even I could do that. Its not that I’m not capable of thinking like that. Ok, at times I can’t, but at times I can. I know most people prolly think I’m an allah-mian-ki-gai. But I’m not. Well, not entirely. Even I could’ve done what they do. But I still don’t. I think, nah, I couldn’t possibly do that?! Why do I let my heart interfere in matters where its best that I leave the brain to think and act?? If people can be and even are that horrid, why can’t I be just as horrid if not more?! I mean they deserve a mean me. Not the cool me. I know this means that I’ll have to stop thinking like I usually do. & that sure ain’t easy. But I’ll just have to do this. If its the last thing I do.

Why can’t I be mean? Why do I think in terms of, “choro hatao…” “let it be….so what?I don’t care….”. I need to stick it to them. To the world. To this world.

My resolution for the year. To be as mean as I can possibly be. Theres never just one way to handle something right??I resolve to always go for the mean way. Lets see if I can pull it off. I had better. Theres no other way. These people deserve all the meanness they can get.