It's been a week since my girlfriend left Dirty Duners, and is safe back home in Sweden, enjoying the spring.
It was a trip having her here, travelling around New Zealand, showing her the sights, and making memories together. The last bit is the most important bit of it. I've travelled around a fair bit, but mainly by myself, so I don't have a whole lot of people to share my memories with. I do now :D
It's pretty empty now without her here, it's colder in sleeping by myself again, and just a bit less fun when I'm done with school. It's shitty feeling this way, but it makes me happy knowing there is someone that can make me feel this way. If that makes any sense.
However, I'm not going to bore you with all the touchy feely stuff.
Instead, I have some good news! My upper body is getting stronger, and my hands are getting some nice calluses, which makes climbing a lot easier and a bit more fun.
I've been climbing almost every weekend, and every time it gets better and better. I feel more and more confident up in the tree. However, I did have a pretty nerve racking moment last weekend. I was at the top of the tree, maybe 15m or so, and then a hard gust of wind hit the tree and almost threw me off my little perch. What would of happened if I fell? I would of fallen about 10cm, and maybe hit my knee against the tree, so nothing serious. I'm always roped, and never take any stupid chances at those heights. If I fell the whole 15m, I might survive, but I don't know if I would walk again, or even be able to move anything below my neck. Hence, I'm always roped in.
And the past two weeks, we've been up in Orokonui Ecosanctuary felling exotic trees and hanging out. This was pretty exhausting, since we had to carry our chainsaws through the thick bush, on some gnarly slopes. Not a lot of giggling was going on when walking in and out of the work sit. This Tuesday was an exception though, which turned into a climbing day, since we didn't get a hold of the workers there, and couldn't get in through the gates.
Actually, before I keep on going, I want to tell you a bit about Orokonui.
Orokonui is an ecosanctuary where they have only native flora and fauna, and it is heavily protected! I mean that there is a 8.7km long fence that goes around the sanctuary and is fully pest proof. The only pest they have in the sanctuary is mice, but they're working on solving that. But nothing vicious like stoke or possum. Yes, these aren't vicious like a lion, but for the kiwi bird, and other flightless birds, they're a real threat. It's taken some time, but now they have a borderline pest free sanctuary. It took some time, but it's paying off. Kiwi's and other native birds are mating and repopulating the area.
I got to see a kiwi bird and pet a tuatara lizard while there, which was pretty cool. Also got to see a takeha bird.
So, back to the main story/event.
I almost got into a fist fight with a classmate. Over a lunchbox...
Here's what happened:
After the climbing day, we started to pack up, and we four people left, fixing our ropes and cutting some excess sheath off to make our ropes tighter and nicer to climb on. So, three of us did it, and then the four did it last. He didn't cut the rope the way you should be cutting it. He was crushing the knife through it, instead of just making a back and forth action to get a nice clean cut. We were using my lunch box as a cutting board (I've had one for YEARS using it as a cutting board, so I know what it can withstand). He ends up breaking through the lid, and he just laughs about it. It's a nice box, and I was kind of bummed when it happened. I say it was unnecessary and if he's going to buy me a new one. His reply, "No, need to have a cry about it." I'm pretty shocked that that's how he chooses to respond. I just say it was unnecessary, and the box was expensive. He says he'll buy me one, or two even. Some how, he gets defensive and asks if I want to make something about it. He challenges me to a fight. Over this, when he was in the wrong. I say something along the lines of it's okay, and make my leave. The other two there were pretty surprised how quickly it escalated.
Anyway, I'm going to tell my teachers about it, after some encouragement from my classmates, just so they know what happened.
THAT is the exact type of person I really try to avoid. Someone trying to be a "man" by fighting. Admit that you fucked up! Simple as that! Oh, here's the real icing on the cake. He's 40 years old. I'll let you think about that a while...
In fact, don't bother, it just isn't worth it.
I have some studying to right now! So, I will do just that!
Toodles y'all!
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