Texts texts texts.
Waxed off my moustache for the first time.
The Beyoncé poi video. Yus New Zealand!
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This fallen leaf that landed in a pretty incredible position.
The cultural performance at the Waitangi treaty grounds.
Crunching over shells on the beautiful beach.
Going and watching our flatmate’s kapa haka dress rehearsal. It was SO. AMAZING. The singing, the dancing, the poi, the shouting, the Māori language. It was just incredible.
Some positive shopping.
Watching Beyonce’s VMA’s performance. Obviously.
My housemate accidentally knocking a ball into his own face.
Finding out that ‘cup of tea’ in Maori sounds like ‘tup-a-tea’.
Listening to some meditation podcasts. The sleeping one knocked me out completely.
Going to Te Papa after work for the Matariki light painting. So funny. And some amazing singing on an incredible stage.
A happy boss. Makes the day so much better. Plus she made loads of new sweet treats which I got to try.
Having a chat with my flatmate as he happened to walk past work on my break.
The news that New Zealand has passed a law legalising gay marriage. And then the video that went with it, showing the supporters in the chambers singing a Maori love song after the news is announced. I cried. And I smiled.
A slow sunny lunchtime walk
Finding affordable compostable plates for our pop up and deciding to pay for them regardless of whether my colleague chips in or not. It’s important to me, so I’ve decided to go with what I believe. And it feels good.
Three little things 