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Who Am I?
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I am a tramper of the land, a sailor of the seas, a flier of the skies and a liver of my life.

That's right.

Liver, as in I break down the alcohol of the world and make it into something of an awesome life.

Go figure. I don't make sense to myself either. :P

- Rerenga

April 3, 2008 | 9:41 PM Comments  0 comments

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Back from Sailing the Surrealistic Sea
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I'm home, I'm home.

I feel a different feeling to what I had felt when I came back from Nepal. I don't feel as if I have to look far to find the changes in me that have occurred. I can't quite describe what those changes are exactly, but I feel them - they've taken place - and I've grown from the person I was before the Ship, to who I am now.

Being back home is a surreal experience in itself. It's as if I jumped off a bullet train and onto solid, unmoving ground, and my mind is reeling from the impact. And as each day pass, it's like another blanket of reality dulling my bright memories of SWY. I don't like to think that my clear visions of days spent on the Nippon Maru are being blurred, but we have to move forward right? It doesn't bode well to dwell on the past...

So I'll just have to plan for another bright future. :)

Here's to traveling more of the world and moving to Wellington.

- Rerenga

EDIT: Wow. Interesting comments people, but ones that aren't necessarily any of my business or anyone else's really. Have responded to the first one and will leave it at that shall we? :) *delete*

March 11, 2008 | 6:12 AM Comments  0 comments

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Survival of Another Kind
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I've never been so inundated with so many things at a time before.

I feel like I'm being pulled from all directions and when I venture down a path I come face to face with an obstacle. I clear it, only to be pulled again in another different direction and next thing I know I'm on a different path faced with another obstacle. Depending on my attention span and focus, the pulling sensation comes and goes and takes me as it pleases. It feels like I'm constantly having to have a bazooka at the ready to blast away the barriers so I can move forward. But even that is proving to be a challenge.

What way is forward?

When every direction I'm pulled towards and every path I turn to is a path I need to take but they lead away from each other and are each filled with numerous obstacles.

Is the way forward really a step in front of me? Or is it just an illusion and really, I'm only stuck in the one place with things coming at me. I'm not being pulled towards anything, only things are coming at me...the way I face is the only thing I have control over...or is it? All areas of my life are heading towards the center on the verge of imploding in on itself and I can't run anywhere.

I'm trying to survive here. I've got so many things to do that it's a luxury just to be able to type this all down. A luxury that has now expired.

- R

December 18, 2007 | 10:42 PM Comments  0 comments

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Blunt Ravings
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I was just thinking "what would someone my own age be thinking if they were here in my position?"

Then it hit me. I'm an idiot. I just thought "why don't I just ask myself as someone who's 'my own age' and currently in 'my position' eh?"

Indeed.

So the drama of a Saturday meeting is hardly worth mentioning - as of this moment - but the turnout was astounding! And maybe it's an overstatement but the margin of error makes it that much closer! XD

Aaaaaaah, I need a Lift Plus but I'm craving for a Pinto or Cool Change.

- R

December 2, 2007 | 10:58 PM Comments  0 comments

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Paint Me
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Just listening to classical music and reminiscing about the time when we put on a school production with music from Tchaikovsky, Mozart and one other musically geniustic (new word coined, kon!) guy who I've forgotten. It was the first time I could remember ever putting face paint on.

I always had this thing about face paint. The thought of putting paint on my face to the point of being unrecognisable really did my head in as a kid. I can now identify what it was that I didn't like about it and it was because I didn't like the idea of people seeing me as something I wasn't, getting pre-conceived ideas of who I am. It unnerved me to think people would have expectations of me because of the way I looked or was, expectations I wouldn't be able to uphold when the paint came off.

I think that's partly why I have this thing about make-up as well. I don't wear it. I can count on one hand the times I've worn any sort of make-up product. This excludes nail polish and lip gloss (transparent yo). I didn't want people to get used to seeing me all 'dolled up', for them to think that that was me. (Not to mention I'd be too lazy to keep that up anyway. Hah!)

Tis' a phobia of sorts ne?

Ah well. I'm aware of it and can now get over it.

- Rerenga

November 26, 2007 | 8:11 PM Comments  0 comments

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