Censorship

Since I started this blog, I have been torn between what I really want to say, and what would be more appropriate. I like to think of myself as a smart adventurous young woman. I have opinions based on my experiences and my culture. I like to be an observer of humanity.

What I want to say does not fall anywhere between denying the holaucast or popularising polygamy. Seriously people. My opinions of religion, travel, world affairs, the media, Vancouver, 9/11, family, comunism, art, relationships, etc, differ from many, I'm sure, and the last thing I want to do is preach. However my views have shaped who I am.

It is particularly interesting for me living a completly different part of the world. Or am I. This may sound odd, but living in Vancouver is almost like living in a small part of the rest of the world everyday. Minus many many things of course. I'm glad that I'm from a city where less than 50% of the population speak English in their homes. I'm glad that I'm from a city that can host the world through the Olympics. I'm especially proud to be from a country that values diversity and is not afraid to question and challenge the things that are laid out in front of us. Despite all these wonderful things, I felt the need to leave the complaining about the Canada Line, the Olympics and construction. All of which I support whole-heartedly.

What am I trying to say? I'm not really sure. Perhaps I will just dance to the beat of my own drum and write about whatever I want. Perhaps I will not say it, but show my experiences through the lens of my camera. And then maybe tomorrow I will simply write about some new nifty Korean product I found.