Year of the Goat

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2015 was radical.

It was the first time since I started school, that I was entering a year with no attachments, no responsibilities. I was freshly graduated, I had moved home from Auckland, I had no job, I had great friends and I was about to turn 21.

I was living the good life, enjoying my company and basking in all of my hometown, summer glory.

In March I celebrated my 21st birthday with the most beautiful group of friends and family at Cable Bay on Waiheke Island. It wasn’t long before the staff at Cable Bay had realized what they had got themselves into, as my group of friends slowly but surely got pushed closer and closer to the edge of the property. It wasn’t until Graham Henry walked in for a casual family lunch and my not so subtle friends started cha-hooing and banging on the table tops, that the staff at Cable Bay ever so politely, declared us evicted.

But isn’t that what twenty-firsts are about? An amazing (and very tipsy) day had by all.



Next thing, I booked a ticket to Hawaii.

Hawaii is on everybody’s bucket list, is it not? So of course I jumped at the opportunity of going, with one of the coolest gals on the block and our boyfriends.

We hired a car and traveled all over Oahu, lived at the beach, swam with turtles, paddle boarded, ate our weight in buffalo wings, para-sailed all along Waikiki Beach, bought one too many $16 MAC lipsticks, drank Mojitos like they were going out of fashion, hiked to some of the most amazing views in Hawaii and surfed pipe (not, because it was flat as a pancake), but it was still amazing to see  Volcom House up close, visit the Banzai Pipeline and pretend like we were girls from Blue Crush.

If we could have found a proper salad bar, somewhere that serves freshly squeezed juice and didn’t sweeten their burger buns, we probably never would have come home.


I arrived back in New Zealand to an offer of employment for an incredible job. This is where I have been, ever since. Working with like minded people has led me to believe there is so much more to life than what some may think. Get out of your comfort zone and live a little. ‘Find a job you love, and you’ll never have to work a day in your life’, so naff, but so true.


Winter was spent snowboarding in Queenstown. A definite must do for those who have not been. The scenery is absolutely breathtaking, the atmosphere is second to none, the town is constantly vibing, the food is incredible, the people are friendly and the Pinot Noir will warm your soul. Definitely worth the short one hour and fifty minute flight.


Health and nutrition is something I have always been extremely passionate about. Living at home and not worrying about studying and finishing assignments, gave me so much more time to focus on this avocation. This led me to becoming the fittest I have ever been (thanks to Fili at Wellsford Boxing). I had a very successful year and even got the opportunity to represent New Zealand in Tag Rugby.


Find something you are passionate about and stick to it. Happiness will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always be content.

I guess it’s not hard to figure out why the Year of the Goat really turned it up for me. I feel extremely blessed to be surrounded by such amazing and warm people. It will be a tough one to top but I am excited to see where 2016 takes me.

Next stop, one of my favourite places in the world. Auckland International Airport.

 

 

 

 

 

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One thought on “Year of the Goat

  1. Have a great continued journey! I always SOOO enjoyed your smiley cheerful self at work and will always say your standard “Yuumm!” In your honor when putting out staff lunch! Xoxo
    Anyway, keep rocking life!!!! You got this.

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