Pondering.... I dont even know where to start, I guess I wanted to write down my life "experiences" just in case I dont remember when Im older or there's no-one to tell my story....

Ive had a "colourful" life at the least.. Saved from a life of misery at the mere age of 3 weeks, as it was told to me; I was born in Auckland and lived on Waiheke Island, My birth mother lived next door to a bunch of maori radicals,and after they heard a distraught baby stop crying after an eternity of crying they thought they would investigate,and broke down the door to find a under-nourished and un-loved baby in nothing but a dirty nappy. They took me and breastfed me,and after finding my irresponsible drug addict mother eventually; she signed me over to a lovely pair of lesbians who were also a part of "The Movement" maori radical group to have as their own child. Being brought back to health with the help of steroids,they raised a little girl and named her Aramoana "Path across the Sea".