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Ok, so I failed to drag myself away from Paihia. Again. It's just not in the stars for me to be away from here right now. Ah, well... what are you going to do?

So Whangarei will have to wait. My room was double-booked so it saved me from an hour+ long drive, and the plans to visit and play there are on hold.

There's a lot I could say about the time I've had in NZ. But I wouldn't do it justice if I tried to put it into words. Oh well. In general, and right now, there is little left to be desired. At which, now said, nags the fact that I will have to get a job at some point. For the money, for the sanity, the productivity. My dream had my heart missing, and a chunk of food where it should have been, removed. It's what caused my body to break out in a moldy-like fashion. I don't really want that to happen in real life. So before I grow moldy, I'll find work to do.

I have always loved New Years as a holiday. I remember writing in my diary in the late 90's crying my eyes out about how fast time was passing. And I wrote "When 2000 comes I'll REALLY be crying my eyes out." Came and gone it went... now we are approaching 2010. I doubt I'll cry. And I highly doubt that my eyes will fall out. But there will be some thinking going on between them. 2009 was a bitter-sweet year, but far better than the bitter-bitter year of 2008. At this rate, 2010 should be SWEET. So I am looking forward to it. WATCH OUT, because - ready or not - here it comes.