So... I'm back! I haven't had the best start in 2011 but hey it could always be worse, I have a new outlook in life... leave the past in the past.. it's been and gone.. it all happened for a reason and fear nothing. I'm getting back in tune with my 'Spiritual' side... been reading my Dalai Lama book again and feeling more in tune with myself and my life.
I tried meditating a couple of weeks back and experienced some pretty bizzare things that later got confirmed from my friend Rena that I am getting there with opening my third eye.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Happy New Years! 01.01.2010 Post Created
♥ The year now is 2010... it has a nice ring to it, twenty-ten... ♥
New Years Eve, John, the kids and I drove into the city to watch the midnight fireworks. We scored a parking spot in Ultimo, walked to Darling Harbour and met up with my best mate Justone who was on duty in that area (he is a cop), then went on the bridge. Stayed there for over an hour so we could claim the best spot!
Had a little dilemma a few minutes before the countdown, there was an Indian fellow who thought he was funny... he tried to take photos of me and kept flirting which I was not impressed with. John saw this and was seeing me getting mad. I told the guy if he were to take a photo, his camera will be bashed over his head then thrown into the harbour. He kept smiling, winking and trying to be cute by pointing his camera at me so in the end John went up to him and his mates and sorted him out. Had there not been so many cops I think my man would have knocked him out. Glad that happened on New Years Eve, as that would have been a bad start to 2010.
The fireworks display was pretty wicked, Jess loved it.. Mia hid in the pram as the noise scared her and Emma was fascinated by the display but was also scared of the noise. I blocked her ears throughout the whole thing and she ended up falling asleep, lol poor little thing.
Had a little dilemma a few minutes before the countdown, there was an Indian fellow who thought he was funny... he tried to take photos of me and kept flirting which I was not impressed with. John saw this and was seeing me getting mad. I told the guy if he were to take a photo, his camera will be bashed over his head then thrown into the harbour. He kept smiling, winking and trying to be cute by pointing his camera at me so in the end John went up to him and his mates and sorted him out. Had there not been so many cops I think my man would have knocked him out. Glad that happened on New Years Eve, as that would have been a bad start to 2010.
The fireworks display was pretty wicked, Jess loved it.. Mia hid in the pram as the noise scared her and Emma was fascinated by the display but was also scared of the noise. I blocked her ears throughout the whole thing and she ended up falling asleep, lol poor little thing.
Below: Justone and I on New Years Eve @ Darling Harbour -
I have written up my New Years Resolutions.. wonder if I will stick to any this year?
They are as follows -
- Stop cursing
- Learn to drive manual
- Pay off my credit card
- Start Meditating again
- Save for my trip to Spain
- Join Fitness First, lose 10kg and tone up
- Spend more quality time with my man and girls
- Have more patience with the girls and driving too
- Give up Energy Drinks and Coke *evil Mother drinks!*
- Either get into Tennis again or some sort of dancing class
- Either get the tattoo I want to get done or get an eyebrow ring
- Maintain the house and do more cooking which means less take out
- Do a photography course and take more photos of my gorgeous girls
- Not take life so seriously and leave negative things/people in the past
- Go on a little break for my own sanity *perhaps a weekend fishing trip*
- Enrol in a course relating to Community Services Work *email to careers advisor sent*
- Leave the past in the past, be grateful and appreciate what's current and look forward to the future
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Loving this tune...
I'm not much of a country music person but this is a current song on the charts, I'm so in love with it right now.. listening to it over and over is bringing back memories, some good, some not so good... enjoy -
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Starting Fresh...
I originally started this blog on New Years Eve 2009... but have been pretty slack in keeping it up to date. So here's to trying to keep this blog active for more than a month. I am going to try and write in it everyday ~ it will include random thoughts, bitching or just boring what I did today crap. I will also write proud moments too, not all negative. Quotes are great too!
Well where do I start... last week John and I went through a big rough patch. I have come to the realisation that I can't change my man, I have to accept him as he is, like he has to do with me. Don't get me wrong, I do love him but I would like him to be more like when I met him, more emotional, not so cold. To not take my way of talking 'literally'. I guess I don't make it easy for him as I am a hard person to please. Another issue I have is, I find it important for parents to have 'alone' time as a couple as we didn't really ever have that due to Jessica being in the scene since Day 1. He doesn't think 'alone' time is important. This is a hard one for me to deal with, maybe because I spend 24/7 with the kids, I feel I need the adult conversation/socialising and I don't see him until after work and even then it's not really alone time as such. I'm scared we are slowly growing apart.
On the 25th of February it will be 6 years together. To help get around this issue that's affecting me and hurting me pretty deep I have decided, since he doesn't want to have alone time together, I will go and get my own alone time, literally. I do love my kids to death but I am human and crave space, away from noise ... tantrums. I have decided that I am going to spoil myself for once in my life. For the last almost 10 years I have been a parent, technically I didn't get to live my 'own' life, it was 'our' life, Jessica and I. My youth is almost gone. I didn't get to travel or have fun without having to grovel to someone to babysit. So I feel I deserve some time for myself whilst I am still young, though John begs to differ on that one.. according to him we are old lol.
Anyways, I am going to be going away to either the Gold Coast or Fiji for a weekend on my own and I will also be going to a retreat in the Blue Mountains for some meditating and massages. Something I daydream about a fair bit. I hope by refreshing myself on a mini holiday I can start to appreciate my girls more and start to love life once again. I miss that 'happy' feeling.. I've almost forgotten what it feels like to have a genuine smile without pain behind the mask. I am a bit over having to fake smile all the time. I am pretty sure I will be criticised by my in-laws for going on my own holiday, whilst their poor son has to work... guess what? Tough. I work and I don't get paid for it and my job is the hardest in the world and I feel I am failing at it due to being so stressed and worrying all the time about what everyone else is thinking of me. I woke up today with a new attitude. I DO NOT CARE WHAT YOU THINK OF ME ANYMORE! IT'S MY LIFE, IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE A PART OF IT, YOU MISS OUT! In reality you can't please everyone and at the end of the day I am with John, not his parents, so they can think what they want.
Anyways, I am going to be going away to either the Gold Coast or Fiji for a weekend on my own and I will also be going to a retreat in the Blue Mountains for some meditating and massages. Something I daydream about a fair bit. I hope by refreshing myself on a mini holiday I can start to appreciate my girls more and start to love life once again. I miss that 'happy' feeling.. I've almost forgotten what it feels like to have a genuine smile without pain behind the mask. I am a bit over having to fake smile all the time. I am pretty sure I will be criticised by my in-laws for going on my own holiday, whilst their poor son has to work... guess what? Tough. I work and I don't get paid for it and my job is the hardest in the world and I feel I am failing at it due to being so stressed and worrying all the time about what everyone else is thinking of me. I woke up today with a new attitude. I DO NOT CARE WHAT YOU THINK OF ME ANYMORE! IT'S MY LIFE, IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE A PART OF IT, YOU MISS OUT! In reality you can't please everyone and at the end of the day I am with John, not his parents, so they can think what they want.
Another thing that's been eating me up of late is my ex-husband Kane who if we were still together it would have been 10 years marriage in November. But anyway, my issue is him not acknowledging Jessica, not even a phone call for so many months. I see how it affects my gorgeous girl but she shocked me the other day when my bestie Justone asked her how she feels about him and they way he is being, she shrugged, walked off and changed the topic. I am so proud of her for learning to be strong and not let it eat her up emotionally. She really is growing up. I love her so much and I want to protect her with all my might from pain, that is why the situation is how it is right now, no court order... no rights. Ugh, it's so hard!! Anyways, Justone told me .. "he is gone, he doesn't exist".. and when he said that I felt an instant relief in my heart.. not in a harsh way like I am thinking he is dead or anything but in the sense of the stress I was carrying vanished. It was weird.. but I am glad he said that as it has helped me.
So onto positive talk... on Facebook I am part of a group called 'otencommunityservices' and a few days ago a lady posted, if any students lived in Western Sydney and could speak spanish and may be interested in working in the aged care field. I found this a perfect opportunity to get back into the workforce as I could finally put my Cert 3 in Aged Care to good use so I responded with my interest. She said she will get back to me next week with more information. The position is for a recreational activities officer in a spanish speaking facility. Sounds interesting to me and I am willing to voluteer until they train me up. Fingers crossed I can work out child care arrangements, etc. I am a bit anxious about putting my little Emma dilemma into daycare but I think she needs the social side and I need the sanity, oh and money is a bonus too!
There's 9 weeks to go until Vanessa and Alain get married. My aim is to lose as much of my gut as possible so not have a pregnant look in the dress I will be wearing (mental note - go dress shopping!). Did a quick workout yesterday with Justone, my legs are screwed today, so damn sore and he said that was just a warm up! lol I am sooo unfit .. it's disgusting! So ashamed of myself for letting my health and fitness get so bad! I WILL LOSE 5 KGS BY HER WEDDING! I will update each time I have lost a kg just to keep the motivation going. So what else... hmmm.. today I took Jess and Mia to the movies as promised to see Toy Story 3. It was a great movie, got me upset in some parts and I almost started feeling guilty for giving away their toys in the past hahha. It's funny how a kids movie can affect you more than an adult one.
Wrap it up time I think is the thing to do, quick rundown of this post - Accept John and move on / Time to take off the mask and be myself / Fuck what people think, if they don't like me, they are missing out! / Kane doesn't exist anymore / Spoil myself as I deserve it and be happy / Aim to get this new job!
♥ ~ Quote of the day ~ ♥
Sunday, May 16, 2010
New Years Review Update
5 months into the year and my resolution results are as follows;
- Stop cursing - NOPE
- Learn to drive manual - HALF WAY THERE
- Pay off my credit card - SLOWLY GETTING THERE
- Start Meditating again - YES
- Save for my trip to Spain - NOPE
- Join Fitness First, lose 10kg and tone up - STARTED AGAIN
- Spend more quality time with my man and girls - YES AM DOING MORE
- Have more patience with the girls and driving too - GETTING THERE
- Give up Energy Drinks and Coke *evil Mother drinks!* - CUT DOWN TO 1 A MONTH
- Either get into Tennis again or some sort of dancing class - NOPE
- Either get the tattoo I want to get done or get an eyebrow ring - NOT YET
- Maintain the house and do more cooking which means less take out - NOPE
- Do a photography course and take more photos of my gorgeous girls - DONE! WOO HOO!
- Not take life so seriously and leave negative things/people in the past - DOING MORE OF
- Go on a little break for my own sanity *perhaps a weekend fishing trip* - NOPE
- Enrol in a course relating to Community Services Work *email to careers advisor sent* - NOPE - Have changed path once again *rolls eyes* - will enrol in June
- Leave the past in the past, be grateful and appreciate what's current and look forward to the future - SORT OF - GETTING THERE...
- Have registered a domain name and going to try and start my own little business from home, starting off as a hobby, seeing where it leads... www.enchantedart.com.au
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Back From The Dark Side...
Well, it's been a while since I last wrote an entry and a fair bit has happened in that time. My main reason for my absence would have to be that I needed to get my ass into gear and climb out of the deep hole I was in that is labelled as 'Depression'. I had been living in that darkness for quite sometime now, I would even go as far back as when I had Mia, so I would be professionally labelled as having 'Postnatal Depression'. Gotta love labels, makes you feel special ... like your part of a cult of the mentally ill.
I had my best mate ask his doctor for advice seeing as I was too stubborn and if anything scared to go to a doctor myself as I didn't particularly want to be thrown in the green room, with the padded walls, forced into a stray jacket and being jammed in the ass with god knows what anti-psychotics, knowing my luck with my past experience I would probably have had an allergic reaction and most probably died which would have been a bit whimsical, don't you think?
My mate has a position in authority where he has a duty of care and could have given me a free ride to my local mental institute. I am grateful that he didn't quite go to that extreme, as much as I said in joke that it would be great to be locked up for a bit so I could have a break from everything, I don't think it's the sort of resort I would like to live in, even if it was temporary and also having all the judgemental beings around me spreading the word that I'm just like Oscar. No way do I want to be insulted in that manner, so thanks mate for not being drastic though it was a risk you did take.
My mate was advised that I should go on... "happy pills"... no, unfortunately not those type of "pills", not the cute round ones with the Mc Donald's logo embedded into the tablet... but the good old "anti-depressants"... eg. Aropax, Prozac, Lozoft... etc, etc. I was once on Aropax and as much as it did help me through a dark and heavy part of my past, it did not heal it... it was at the end of the day, a band aid solution. When John and I conceived Mia, I decided the best thing is to stop the tablets so I went cold turkey. Seemed like a good idea at the time, you know, protect the baby from harmful chemicals but little did I know that the chemical imbalance with my pregnancy hormones on top could throw my brain into a spin and create an underlying or even hidden long term mild depression into my subconscious mind. *sigh*
I will admit to in the past have had suicidal thoughts but I never had the balls to go through with it. Sometimes it felt like it was the only way to escape the heavy pain in my chest, the aching heart, the black cloud that surrounded me. At the end of the day all I wanted was to have support, love and security. All I wanted was to be heard, not just listened too. Did I achieve this in the end? I can almost say yes. It took extreme hypotheticals to get the honest answers that I was hoping to hear. To hear that I am wanted, needed and loved.
When your best friend tells you that they have reached a point where they don't know what to do or say anymore, it is then reality slaps you in the face. To be honest it really scared me hearing that. I appreciated his honesty but I felt literally 100% alone. I realised I only had myself left and at the end of the day I am the only one who can get out of this black hole. Easier said than done. I know the last thing I wanted to do was to go backwards and back on the drugs. Drugs is not a solution. It is artificial substances putting my brain on auto-pilot... that didn't feel right. I am not saying anti-depressants are bad but I don't exactly know the long term effects these chemicals will have on my brain. I was thinking back to the last time I was in that position and remembered that I was reading a book that was helping me back then. After an hour of searching the garage, I found it. I had a big convo with John and gave him extreme hypotheticals to get to the answers I needed to hear. Luckily they were positive answers.
The book is called - Beat Depression and Reclaim Your Life by Alexandra Massey. It took me a few weeks to read this book and complete the exercises. The best thing about this book is that the author is a recovered patient of severe depression and gives her personal story of her battles and how she overcome them without drugs. She did go on drugs initially but then realised it was just a band-aid solution. She realised she had to change her way of thinking and change different parts of her life in order to slowly get over each hurdle. She even wrote about how to deal with depression whilst being around children which was an interesting read. Look, I am not going to kid myself and say 'Hey... guess what? I no longer have depression! I am NORMAL again!'... No... I am going to say the truth, I am now at a point where I can say approximately 6 weeks ago I was on the edge of life and had a black cloud blurring my vision.
I can see clearly now, I no longer have a black cloud over my eyes and I now have building blocks that are being built as steps, one on top of another... slowly getting taller and almost reaching the hurdle I must climb over which is Depression. I can look back to 6 weeks ago and feel sorry for that Alicia... that is not the real me. That is my history of sadness, neglect and abuse that has scarred my inner child. I am slowly working through one "scene" at a time, one "incident" at a time and leaving it in the past. I feel like I have run out of tears but funnily enough they still keep coming.. they are streaming down my face as I type. This is telling me I am not healed yet but the more tears that come out the more relieved I feel... it's a combination of happy and sad tears. Happy that I am going forward and realise I have a reason to be here and a lot to be grateful for but sad that the beautiful person I was when I was innocent got abused and the trust was twisted by being misled by lust instead of what I thought was love. I know I will get out of this depression, one day at a time. I know I didn't deserve to be misled and hurt as an innocent girl and one day I will come to terms with this and move on. As much as Depression is viewed as a Taboo I want you to realise that it is real, it does exist and unfortunately it has ended lives.
If you got this far, thanks for reading. This is not an easy thing for me to talk about and yes, this is practically an open diary. If you are reading this, it is because you are one of a few I trust and hope that one day I can be there for you, like you were there for me too. Know that I love you as a friend and will ALWAYS be there for you. You can ring me ANYTIME of the day or night, if you need me by your side, I will be there.
I will now end this entry with a quote I read the other day, the best I've ever read -
Love and light, ♥
Ali xo
I had my best mate ask his doctor for advice seeing as I was too stubborn and if anything scared to go to a doctor myself as I didn't particularly want to be thrown in the green room, with the padded walls, forced into a stray jacket and being jammed in the ass with god knows what anti-psychotics, knowing my luck with my past experience I would probably have had an allergic reaction and most probably died which would have been a bit whimsical, don't you think?
My mate has a position in authority where he has a duty of care and could have given me a free ride to my local mental institute. I am grateful that he didn't quite go to that extreme, as much as I said in joke that it would be great to be locked up for a bit so I could have a break from everything, I don't think it's the sort of resort I would like to live in, even if it was temporary and also having all the judgemental beings around me spreading the word that I'm just like Oscar. No way do I want to be insulted in that manner, so thanks mate for not being drastic though it was a risk you did take.
My mate was advised that I should go on... "happy pills"... no, unfortunately not those type of "pills", not the cute round ones with the Mc Donald's logo embedded into the tablet... but the good old "anti-depressants"... eg. Aropax, Prozac, Lozoft... etc, etc. I was once on Aropax and as much as it did help me through a dark and heavy part of my past, it did not heal it... it was at the end of the day, a band aid solution. When John and I conceived Mia, I decided the best thing is to stop the tablets so I went cold turkey. Seemed like a good idea at the time, you know, protect the baby from harmful chemicals but little did I know that the chemical imbalance with my pregnancy hormones on top could throw my brain into a spin and create an underlying or even hidden long term mild depression into my subconscious mind. *sigh*
I will admit to in the past have had suicidal thoughts but I never had the balls to go through with it. Sometimes it felt like it was the only way to escape the heavy pain in my chest, the aching heart, the black cloud that surrounded me. At the end of the day all I wanted was to have support, love and security. All I wanted was to be heard, not just listened too. Did I achieve this in the end? I can almost say yes. It took extreme hypotheticals to get the honest answers that I was hoping to hear. To hear that I am wanted, needed and loved.
When your best friend tells you that they have reached a point where they don't know what to do or say anymore, it is then reality slaps you in the face. To be honest it really scared me hearing that. I appreciated his honesty but I felt literally 100% alone. I realised I only had myself left and at the end of the day I am the only one who can get out of this black hole. Easier said than done. I know the last thing I wanted to do was to go backwards and back on the drugs. Drugs is not a solution. It is artificial substances putting my brain on auto-pilot... that didn't feel right. I am not saying anti-depressants are bad but I don't exactly know the long term effects these chemicals will have on my brain. I was thinking back to the last time I was in that position and remembered that I was reading a book that was helping me back then. After an hour of searching the garage, I found it. I had a big convo with John and gave him extreme hypotheticals to get to the answers I needed to hear. Luckily they were positive answers.
The book is called - Beat Depression and Reclaim Your Life by Alexandra Massey. It took me a few weeks to read this book and complete the exercises. The best thing about this book is that the author is a recovered patient of severe depression and gives her personal story of her battles and how she overcome them without drugs. She did go on drugs initially but then realised it was just a band-aid solution. She realised she had to change her way of thinking and change different parts of her life in order to slowly get over each hurdle. She even wrote about how to deal with depression whilst being around children which was an interesting read. Look, I am not going to kid myself and say 'Hey... guess what? I no longer have depression! I am NORMAL again!'... No... I am going to say the truth, I am now at a point where I can say approximately 6 weeks ago I was on the edge of life and had a black cloud blurring my vision.
I can see clearly now, I no longer have a black cloud over my eyes and I now have building blocks that are being built as steps, one on top of another... slowly getting taller and almost reaching the hurdle I must climb over which is Depression. I can look back to 6 weeks ago and feel sorry for that Alicia... that is not the real me. That is my history of sadness, neglect and abuse that has scarred my inner child. I am slowly working through one "scene" at a time, one "incident" at a time and leaving it in the past. I feel like I have run out of tears but funnily enough they still keep coming.. they are streaming down my face as I type. This is telling me I am not healed yet but the more tears that come out the more relieved I feel... it's a combination of happy and sad tears. Happy that I am going forward and realise I have a reason to be here and a lot to be grateful for but sad that the beautiful person I was when I was innocent got abused and the trust was twisted by being misled by lust instead of what I thought was love. I know I will get out of this depression, one day at a time. I know I didn't deserve to be misled and hurt as an innocent girl and one day I will come to terms with this and move on. As much as Depression is viewed as a Taboo I want you to realise that it is real, it does exist and unfortunately it has ended lives.
If you got this far, thanks for reading. This is not an easy thing for me to talk about and yes, this is practically an open diary. If you are reading this, it is because you are one of a few I trust and hope that one day I can be there for you, like you were there for me too. Know that I love you as a friend and will ALWAYS be there for you. You can ring me ANYTIME of the day or night, if you need me by your side, I will be there.
I will now end this entry with a quote I read the other day, the best I've ever read -
~ How people treat you is their karma;
how you react is yours ~
how you react is yours ~
Love and light, ♥
Ali xo
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Karma or Just Life?
Coming home from picking Jess up from school I went to turn left into our street but it was blocked by the cops. As I drove straight through the roundabout I looked at what looked like a heavy scene. There were cop cars, ambulances and fire trucks everywhere near the corner of the Villawood detention centre. First thing that came to my head was either a house drug bust or a big ass accident, either way I had to see. I drove around the block and parked the car. As I approached another 70 odd people crying or in disbelief, my heart sank. I heard a lady on her mobile telling someone on the other end that it was her friends brother who has died, he was the passenger. All I could see was a white commodore practically wrapped around a power pole. I got instant chills. I got back in my car and headed around backstreets to finally be able to get home. I went over to my neighbours house and asked if she had heard it? She didn't know what was going on, she only heard a constant helicopter over our place. She was in shock too when I told her what I saw. I called John and explained what I saw. He said there was nothing on the news about it yet.
That arvo I had my first day of my photography course. John got home and walked up to the accident. When he came back my heart skipped a beat. He told me the car was our neighbours car. It turns out that our neighbours 16 year old son decided to take the mothers car behind her back to pick up his friend and his sister from school. He must have gone some pretty heavy speed to have ended up wrapped around the pole. According to the news, he told his sister to walk home in the end as that had an argument as she was taking too long for his liking. The passenger was his 15 year old best mate. He died on the scene not long after the accident which occured at roughly 3pm.
Now, I don't know if you remember my little vent of the lit cigarette that damaged our trampoline but I yelled out "Karma will fucking get you, you will see"... do you believe in KARMA?! I think I am now a believer. I am in no means saying he deserved to end up in that position but it's a little bit co-incidental for my liking.
The driver ended up in hospital and the update is he has had one of his legs amputated. He will be done for manslaughter. He is on hospital police guard at the moment, meaning he is being treated as a criminal. I do think that just by having his best mate die is a sentence in itself. I feel for his mate's mother as the news said she lost another son some years ago at a beach incident.
The driver was unlicensed, just 16 years old. He must have been driving like a hoon to have ended up in that manner. His parents have lost their car completely. As the driver was unlicensed, the insurance and green slip is void. I feel for his family at the moment. It is such a sad tragedy that could have been avoided. Thank god the sister wasn't in the car too as seeing the car I don't think she would have survived.
Everything happens for a reason and I guess it was that poor guys time. The driver did not know any better. Let's be honest here, who hasn't been a dick with their car before. Consider yourself lucky that it didn't turn into a tragedy. I have seen my neighbour and his friends play the stupid chicken game on this road and letting off bungers to scare passing motorists. He definitely was not an innocent guy.
Let's hope their mates learn from this tragedy, that no, they are not invincible and this could easily happen to them too. Lucky no other innocent motorists were part of this tragedy.
Here is the article if you care to read:
Gurney Road Tragedy
Safe driving peeps.
That arvo I had my first day of my photography course. John got home and walked up to the accident. When he came back my heart skipped a beat. He told me the car was our neighbours car. It turns out that our neighbours 16 year old son decided to take the mothers car behind her back to pick up his friend and his sister from school. He must have gone some pretty heavy speed to have ended up wrapped around the pole. According to the news, he told his sister to walk home in the end as that had an argument as she was taking too long for his liking. The passenger was his 15 year old best mate. He died on the scene not long after the accident which occured at roughly 3pm.
Now, I don't know if you remember my little vent of the lit cigarette that damaged our trampoline but I yelled out "Karma will fucking get you, you will see"... do you believe in KARMA?! I think I am now a believer. I am in no means saying he deserved to end up in that position but it's a little bit co-incidental for my liking.
The driver ended up in hospital and the update is he has had one of his legs amputated. He will be done for manslaughter. He is on hospital police guard at the moment, meaning he is being treated as a criminal. I do think that just by having his best mate die is a sentence in itself. I feel for his mate's mother as the news said she lost another son some years ago at a beach incident.
The driver was unlicensed, just 16 years old. He must have been driving like a hoon to have ended up in that manner. His parents have lost their car completely. As the driver was unlicensed, the insurance and green slip is void. I feel for his family at the moment. It is such a sad tragedy that could have been avoided. Thank god the sister wasn't in the car too as seeing the car I don't think she would have survived.
Everything happens for a reason and I guess it was that poor guys time. The driver did not know any better. Let's be honest here, who hasn't been a dick with their car before. Consider yourself lucky that it didn't turn into a tragedy. I have seen my neighbour and his friends play the stupid chicken game on this road and letting off bungers to scare passing motorists. He definitely was not an innocent guy.
Let's hope their mates learn from this tragedy, that no, they are not invincible and this could easily happen to them too. Lucky no other innocent motorists were part of this tragedy.
Here is the article if you care to read:
Gurney Road Tragedy
Safe driving peeps.
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