Saturday, January 02, 2010


I started typing this yesterday. But then halfway through the boyfriend asked if I wanted to go running (which is one of those rare golden opportunities type things), and then after running-and-dinner with D, I had to zoom off for an ex-smsjian meet up in Station 1 SS15 and by the time i got home, I was waaay too sleepy to write. And that was only at 12.30 am...looks like 24 came much sooner than it should.

Being 23, I found, wasn't all that fun.

For some reason, in 2009, I had to go through quite a bit which tested me in many ways. But considering I've had a pretty good 22 years before that, I guess it was about time the Gods threw me a little uphill road.

In 2009, I left, once again, for Auckland. But even though my heart was heavy to leave, I was looking forward to living it up in NZ. I had no clue what was ahead, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited about going back.

And how did I live it up in NZ?
Well I went zorbing in Rotorua with Ju when she came to visit me.
I drank possibly 25 odd shots of vodka because I was so bad at a really stupid drinking game and passed out for 12 hours.
I watched Cats the musical, for free. (Thanks Ken)
I had a lot of beer.
I, for once, had my NZD's worth when I went for The Food Show and stuffed myself silly.
I picked up Spanish.
I made some very very good international friends when I moved out and rented a room in a big big house with a swimming pool.
I snowboarded in Mount Ruapehu.
I bought a car.
I learned all sorts of things about said car when it broke down on the motorway, in the middle of the roundabout, outside the supermarket, spewed engine oil all over the place, spewed transmission oil all over the place, overheated while at the traffic light on an uphill slope, skipped gears whenever it felt like it, and when i locked the key in the car.
I sold said car for the same price I bought it for (boo-yah!)
I went to Waiheke Island when Weng came.
I joined a bouldering competition.
I picked up salsa.
I got mugged by 2 big dudes, and then went through a whirlwind event of finding my stuff back bit by bit.
I dealt with a crazy housemate. And I mean, literally, crazy.
I ran across the Auckland Harbour bridge.
I ran a marathon in under 4 hours.

But all that being said, I don't think I truly achieved anything in Auckland. I was either too afraid, too lazy or too not bothered to really get out there and do something big. But I guess there's always next year.

And then I came home.
I ran a marathon blindfolded.
I attended 2 weddings.
I visited Cambodia.
I went on a trip to Penang/Perak with D and some friends.
I find myself captivated by love again.

And that covers 2009. And as always, I don't make New Year resolutions. But I guess my New Year wish for myself in 2010, is that I achieve something great in Auckland. Seeing how life practically drawls by in Auckland, that is gonna be quite a challenge, but I can do this. I am going to have something grand I can blog about this December 31st.

I hope everyone enjoys this year. Because Tigers are awesome. =)

The year 2008.


Li-Ann said...

hey karen,

what is something great?? i think the blind-folded marathon was something pretty darned awesome actually. is that good enough to fall into that category?

galnexdor said...

haha i guess...but truthfully its not THAT hard. really wan. I actually didn't find it a true test of my will power or anything. so nah, i want to do something i will never ever in my wildest dreams see myself doing. i think i will bungee this year. join me? =)