Well…. for most people work means doing hard stuff, like lifiting heavy boxes, or intense financial calculations, or trying to upsell to a large meal….

I get to go here….

A nice beach in the middle of a national park….

And hang out with uni students for 3 days….

1. Commuting in the rain: It’s cold, wet, slippery and the ink from my gloves makes my hands all blue.

2. Realistic Dreams: Even in my dreams I don’t end up with the girl…. although I knew the girl in the dream I had last night.

Well…. I bailed early from my NYE event, in what could be seen as classic missionary “turning into a pumpkin” behaviour (e.g. the only person who left earlier was also a missionary).

But it wasn’t…. it was my typical get depressed at a party cos life sux thing. Usually I go for a walk around the neighbourhood or something similar…. but since I have a motorbike, I decided just to ride home.

And yeah, New Years parties are the worst for this kinda thing, cos I just sit around and think of how much stuff has gone wrong since the last one…. and I don’t think much of anything went right in 2005.