The job hunt has been quite stressful if not debilitating up until yesterday evening. I had been so caught up in trying to find a job and avoid coming back early that I lost touch with the amazing place I'm currently in! A simple hour walk with one of the Flatmates cleared my head and shed light on my situation. I have quite a few people looking for me at the moment and am optimistic that something will come around even though it was a week chock full of less than great phone calls from potential employers.
To breath, standing at the top of a cliff band overlooking the bay and surrounding islands I realized that even if things don't work according to plan, I, at the very least came down here and gave it my best shot. I should be proud of that and I am. Now although you may say this is what a failure might say to help them sleep at night, well, so be it. You have to lose a few times to win and "get it" in the end. I'm content with where I'm at currently and don't neccessarily have to dwell on where I'm going or I very well might miss the good parts!
In local news The All Blacks blue-collar, blue-nosed and Messiah of Rugby Dan Carter is out for the remainder of the World Cup, supposedly, with a groin injury. I think it's a ploy and perhaps a little genius so if the team do make it out of the quarters and into the semis the team and in turn the country will have their man to save the day. However the sky is falling all over NZ with this news. The fans have given up even before the game has been played as the papers and in turn locals declare, "four more years". Perhaps an excuse for New Zealanders to embrace if the Argentinian Pumas knock The All Blacks out of the quarterfinals come Sunday. Time and a whole lot of bloodied bodies and lubricated fans will tell. Trickery at play?
In oral news, the laceration I received last week courtesy of a hockey stick is healing up nicely although the inside of my mouth is still suspect. Seeing the roots of my teeth is upsetting to say the least but it doesn't hurt too bad and supposedly from my four foot nothing of a dentist should be alright on its own with the use of a little antiseptic mouth wash. Played two games since and the level is a bit quicker down here. Definitely will make me a better player and luckily I have a few guys who are just starting out as well on my team, The CRUNCH. We got blasted our first game 6-3 but it was fun nonetheless to be in a soon to be tropical city playing ice hockey! My feet and quads are getting back into shape but it still takes me over 45min to warm up and feel that my skating is at it's peak regarding my skill level. Not sure if humidity, barometric pressure or any other variables might be lagging my progression but it didn't take me that long to warm up back home. Could be the ice itself being softer here in AKL.
Think I'll be checking in sooner rather than later having my spirits lifted the last couple days and not worrying about things that are out of my control.
I'll leave you with what I thought was a funny quote from Benji, one of the French-Canadian skaters tonight discussing why he can't make the game this coming Monday. The accent was gold hence my attempt at some partially broken English. Imagine the accents in FARGO mixed with a Frenchman and you have Benji!
"The wife ya know, she gets what she wants, and hell, I say she can have it after pumping out
four kids. She asks me why I play hockey and haven't lost the 25kg. Well, I do it to take the beer out just so I can put them back in!". Stated as he is throwing everyone in the locker room a beer.
G'night!
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