a beautiful song, deadlines and cheers to a long weekend

So my friend Tiff whom I have spoken about before (the crazy Zimbo with the red hair?) is the biggest fan of me and Jarrod. She thinks that we are the cutest couple and are meant for each other blah blah (which we are, but she REALLY believes it too). So she told me to download and listen to this song: Here by Rascal Flats. Watch and learn. And listen, because the lyrics alone don't do it enough justice. It's one of those whiny country songs but the way it's sung is just so fitting to the words. Such an awesome song and so true for both me and the man.

There's a place I've been looking forThat took me in and out of buildingsBehind windows, walls and doorsAnd I thought I found itCouple times, even settled downAnd I'd hang around just long enoughTo find my way back outI know now the place that I was trying toReachWas you, right here in front of me 

[CHORUS]And I wouldn't change a thingI'd walk right back through the rainBack to every broken heartOn the day that it was breakin'And I'd relive all the yearsAnd be thankful for the tearsI've cried with every stumbled stepThat led to you and got me here, right here 

It's amazing what I let my heart go throughTo get me where it got meIn this moment here with youAnd it passed me byGod knows how many timesI was so caught up in holdingWhat I never thought I'd findI know now, there's a million roadsI had to takeTo get me in your arms that way 

[Repeat Chorus]
In a love I never thought I'd get to get to-hereAnd if that's the roadGod made me take to be with you 

[Repeat Chorus]
And I'd relive all the yearsAnd be thankful for all the tearsI've cried with every stumbled stepThat led to you and got me here, right hereOh, baby-OooOh, got me here 

Terribly sorry if that isn't your kind of song but I think it's pretty rad.


So, for the first time tonight I finished an article for the newspaper with 20 minutes to go until the deadline. I was given an article to write which was a pretty simple one but was kinda stupid. It was about the most datable (as in the person you'd want to go on a date with) SRC candidate. It's campaign week for them so they wanted something different on the SRC candidates and not the boring old stuff about them. I thought it was pretty lame and was told about it on Tuesday night. When I asked people who they thought was the most datable candidate, they thought it was pretty lame too. Anyway, I saw my sub-editor at 4 o'clock just before my hour long journalism tutorial (which would mean I'd come out at 5) and she said that I have until 5 to slap something together. Hello? Ja, I'll just do it now in my tut because I have nothing better to do with my time at this moment of my life. This is after I had told her that it was lame and I wasn't gonna do it because of the danger of dragging my name through the S*&% by writing something so silly. Anyway, I got an e-mail later asking how far I was. This was at 19:35. I typed up an article (a good one, considering the topic) and bombed it off to her at 19:59. Yes. You may applaud me now. Felt quite proud :) Another byline for my portfolio and in the space of 20 minutes! Think I may just have proved my little theory that I do work best under pressure.


AND, tomorrow, I don't have a psychology tutorial (which is usually my only thing on a Friday) so my weekend started today (YAY) with my friend and I sitting in my room Facebook stalking someone with exclaims from her about how hot he is. And then she Fraped me. If you don't know what that is, Google it. AAAH!! Sorry, I've just told you what I hate hearing and want to beat up whoever says that to me when I ask them something.


Off to enjoy my weekend!! Going to be slightly insane! Wish it could be with my loved one though. Sad. Miss him.


Peace :)

purple fever, hell week v1.0 and v2.0 and the beginning of the countdown

Well, what was possibly one of the biggest parties of the year is over and I flaked out early due to the evil of crackling.

THIS STUFF IS EVIL!! DO NOT EVER TOUCH IT!! NOT UNLESS YOU WANT TO FEEL LIKE YOU ARE DYING (which i hope none of you ever do)

Soooo, the biggest party I mentioned before?? Tri-varsity. Which is still a bit of an enigma to me because of the following story:

I have been drinking crackling all year. It's terrible but it does the job and its cheap. I've survived, especially when mixed with Sprite. Once I had heartburn for 2 days after a large dose of Uncle Crackles here, but that didn't stop me from deciding to share a bomb (1.5 litre) with my friend mixed with Sprite for pre-drinks the first night of tri-var. We had the little pre-party in my room (matchbox) and then went to a friends res to finish it up and head out. There I finished up my half of the poison and had a few gulps of my boyfriend's vanilla vodka and coke. Then we headed out. Got to Friars and I'm ready for all the party that tri-var can bring my way. And then Uncle Crackles decides to ruin it all and saying something stupid like "I'm coming up!! And I'm bringing the supper you just had with me!!"

So that was me and the boyfriend coming back up to res to get me into bed at.................10 FRIKKEN 30 ON THE FRIDAY NIGHT OF THE BIGGEST MOST CRAZY WEEKEND OF THE YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And of course the next day I was man down until after lunch. Then the photos came out on Facebook and for once I was dreading them because I wasn't in any of them. I had completely failed and was so bummed that I had missed out on all the fun. The photos were so funny but I missed most of it.. The pre-party was great though. So the night ended up with my amazing boyfriend holding my hair back while I made best friends with Mr Shanks. Fail. And I failed his tri-var too although he keeps saying he came for me, not tri-var. Still feel like an ape. Trust my system to wait until tri-var to refuse poor old Uncle Crackles. That relationship has come to a bitter end and never will I ever have a crackling hangover again. Bad.life.choice. They aren't normal!! Recession wines and me are going to be good mates from now on.

me and the handsome man at pre-drinks (this is me sober and
still friends with uncle crackles)

Then the week after tri-var (last week) was Hell Week. With the profs making everything due for that week and the recovery time needed from the weekend, work piled up for everyone from all corners and threatened our very existence!!!......ok it wasn't THAT bad, but it wasn't pretty. It is now over but people are still drowning and my friend was telling me how she saw someone in the library who was only getting the readings she needed for her 10 page essay at 9:30 this morning and the deadline was at 10:00. Jaaaaaaa. Late for her.

I've only just managed to get the purple dye ff my chest which my boyfriend so lovingly dumped there for me :) Haven't seen the charming young man in a week now and I still have 3 weeks to go until I do. This will be the longest time that we haven't seen each other so I'm cringing at the though of that but we will get through it :) duh!

Oh, he wrote on my overalls for me. Little sign that says "Private Property" with his signature and little smiley face that he draws which looks like this: (marvel at my paint skills!!)

This was written on my bum in the middle between the 2 hand prints :P


Was so good to go home this past weekend though. Had a huge braai and ate tons of identifiable meat and potato bake (i make the best) and my mom's salad. No salad will ever beat that. 3 weeks until Jarrod, food, home and rest!! Can't wait :)

Peace :)

Week nombre uno..

So, we've been at it for a week now. At what, I'm not too sure. Some of us have been at Friars and the Rat and others at lectures and the library and all the goody-two-shoes shit that must be done at some point. It was an interesting week with a lots of ups and a few downs, but it really is good to be back. If you had told me this 2 weeks ago, I would've told you to stop BS'ing me.

So on Friday night we went to De Beers (our brother res) for pre-drinks and started playing "Never ever have I ever..." For anyone who has ever played that game you will know that you learn a LOT about the people in the room with you. For those unfortunate few of you who have never played it, you go around the room saying "Never ever have I ever..." and then you say something after that, whether or not you have done it before. For example, "Never ever have I ever been skinny dipping" and the people who have been skinny dipping before have to take a sip of their drink. PLAY THIS GAME. It can get you pretty drunk pretty fast if you've done a lot of arb stuff though.
Anyhow, it was probably the nicest pre-drinks this year as there were about 10 or more of us squeezed into a little res room (not as small as ours, but decently small). We got told to shut up a few times but it was a good night all round apart from some guy in Friars trying to punch me because I elbowed him in the gut after he trampled my toes and pushed me into someone. He swore at me, I swore at him and then he raised his hand, at which point I pushed him again and told him what an asshole he was and walked away. Needless to say he was very drunk.

Then on Saturday morning a few friends and I went down to the soccer field on campus to paint our overalls. We take plain white overalls and go nuts on them with purple paint and then wear them for inter varsity (this is the PC term as it is between 4 universities now, but we all still call it Tri-Var). They get very dirty and very purple. Lots of purple paint being thrown around at the tri-var parties and they can get pretty out of hand so do not hope to keep them clean. And washing them is a sin. End of story. Your overalls will be siff and gross but you will learn to accept this.
So we spent the better part of Saturday afternoon on a sunny patch of grass with a bunch of other people getting covered in paint and jazzing up our overalls. Mine aren't doe yet but I will endeavour to get a picture up when they are done (I don't have a camera which is what I mean by endeavour). My legs hate me now though as we had to stand over our overalls and bend down to paint as the grass was wet and muddy and rolling around on it wasn't the greatest of ideas. The muscles in my leg want to boycott my body right now from all the stretching and bending.

And then on Sunday, 2 of my friends and I went to a naked photoshoot called the "My Body, My Choice" photoshoot. The deal is that you get naked with a message either written on your body or on a placard that you can use to hide a few, uh, distinguishing features as well as portray your message. As long as you bare a decent proportion of your bod and your photo has a message, you're good. It was done in protest of the fact that women are often pushed into boxes by today's society with regards to their bodies and that certain men objectify women according to what they look like. It was real art in motion and some of the photos that were taken were really touching with the messages they portrayed. None of it was pornographic at all and was very appropriate.
The 3 of us got topless with our undies on and decided to write the message on our bodies. The first message was written on Ayanda's tummy saying, "More than just my boobs" and she was covering her chest with her hands. Stacy had "More than just my ass" on her back and had her back to the camera and was looking over her shoulder and I had "More than just my vag" on my tummy, covering my chest too and having my little shorts unbuttoned. All 3 of us have, at some point in our time here and even in high school, felt as if certain types of men have not seen who the real person inside is and just regarded us as a face with an ass, boobs or vag. So this had a heavy meaning for us and I think the way in which we did it was effective.
Very excited to see the photos in the exhibition!!

At the moment though I have to run and do some work.. Not feeling too productive though.. HAVE TO FIND A LIFT TO THE BOYFRIEND THIS WEEKEND!! Eeek!! Speaking of the boyfriend:

You sink into my skin
Ever deeper with every breath.
This convenient, connecting slumber
Joins you and me.
I dare not move
Lest I shatter the fragile
Structure of this moment,
The most delicate,
Most powerful.
Your familiar face
Blushes and curves,
Talking, whispering, a mere mutter
Of my name.
My slumber has become yours
As I struggle fruitlessly, unwillingly
To break from my addiction.
Your warmth penetrates my skin
Saturating me in
The most fragile, most powerful
Comforts of addiction.
              -by me

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Home sweet home..

So I'm going home today!! Just for the weekend but I'm super excited nonetheless. I miss home like CRAZY and especially my mom. She's my bestest friend and my mommy all rolled into one. I know people think that you shouldn't be all buddy-buddy with your mom and you shouldn't exactly have your mom as your only friend but my mom is my most important friend for sure!!

Me and my mom on the night of my matric farewell

Anywho, home cooking, yay!! My mom is making beet stew for tonight!! My mouth is watering. Literally. The food we get here is really really below average and I've been sick twice from it. Actually if you count how long i was sick for it's like 5 times. Can not wait to have some real food for a change and not slop. Although some of the meals here are okay and we kinda look forward to them.

More great news, Nadine is coming tonight with her sister and another friend and we (the 4 of us) are sleeping in my room. Going to get interesting. Hehe. Haven't seen that child since like February and I think I might crush her when I see her! Going to be a goooood night :P.. Meh, this blogspot story really needs emoticons!!

Anyway I must go and pack and then pretend like I'm studying really hard!!
Oh, and today you must do the following people: listen to Adele's Somebody like you. Just do it. And then watch Pink's Perfect music video. 'Til the end. The end makes it just that special. I want that. And I think I have that. Or I at least have the promise of having that. Watch it on YouTube and make sure it's the legit version ie. the version uploaded by Pink's VEVO account. Kay? Got it? Good. Go.

Something to look at...

*my blog does a spin and curtsies, showing off its new dress*

You like, yes?

I was browsing arb art sites earlier and Deviant Art always comes up. I have always used this site for art projects and the like and I think it's really cool. You can find everything from crafts to photos to fine art paintings and computer generated art there. Found some cool stuff there, but I'm not going to post all of it tonight. Just one relevant one if you are ever left wondering about the title of my blog:

I think that it is so true. If we can't appreciate the little things, I think we would all be positively insane by now. The world is filled with depressing things and if you don't know how to see the silver lining or the small beauties that are never too far to find, then you are going to be a very sad person.

The small things will become the big things once you realise that they make you happy.

Random pics I've had on my mind lately...

been missing my roxy pups..love this photo of her <3

meeting the most awesome band EVER
and having them sign my tummy.
amazing!one of the small things i will always
cherish.SUCH AN AWESOME BAND!!
Prime Circle baby..

Dreams, storms and walks along the beach..

What a weekend :)
Had such a great time with my boyfriend and his family in East London and haven't touched a book or a pc this whole weekend and as I type now, my fingers are like WTF are you doing woman???!!!
Was so nice to get away from res for a change and have a bit of "home-time". It's not at my home but it's at a home none the less.
That's what I've discovered is really valuable is that time away from res and the whole set up is really good for me. Not that I hate res, just that I do get chlostrophobic here sometimes.

We had a beautiful view of the sea and woke up to the smell of it in the air. I missed that. I had THEE best milkshakes in THEE world!! If any of you ever go to East London, find Friesland. Double thick chocolate malt (I think). Do it. You will not regret and it's worth the calories or whatever it is you worry about.

I love the rain \m/
We left Grahamstown late on Friday night and ended up driving through a HUGE storm. The rain was beautiful and I haven't felt that safe in a car in a storm before. Don't know why, but I'm going to say it's because I feel safe whenever I'm with Jarrod in whatever circumstances because that's what I like to think  xD  :P

Walking along the boardwalk at the beach today, I was so at peace, I felt like anything in the world could happen right then and it wouldn't matter. Was so nice to just dawdle with my hand in the love of my life's hand.

Random tangent: People think that saying the "love of my life" is very pretentious and is stupid because we have so much of our lives left and we're so young and we should enjoy ourselves. Well. I'm young and I still enjoy my life in all fields and don't think that having an amazing guy in my life is going to make me stop enjoying it. In fact, I'll enjoy it more, because if you're not enjoying yourself then you should not be in a relationship in the first place. He is it. If you don't like it then that's a pity. I know he's all there is and will be from now on and that's all that matters.

Random not, I know, but it cheeses me off when I hear, "How can you be so narrow-minded and naive?? You're so lovey-dovey, it's not healthy." Bully-bully-bullshit. It's unhelathy to hate on someone else's happiness.

The sound of the waves, rain on your windscreen, chocolate milkshakes, the sand between your toes, his sleeping head resting in your lap.
The little things are the only things that should count because thay are the things that will make you smile, and a smile can always be the source of your joy.

Clouds in the sky, but that's okay.
Clouds in the sky, been there all day.
Stars in your eyes, been there always.
My heart with yours, not just a phase.
All the world might never know,
Might never hear,
But I don't care.
Its you, my dear.
The clouds might burst
And shed their sadness,
The world
Won't know
My secret
Of the stars
In your eyes,
My love.    -by me

                                                                                         

Starting out...again

So this is my second blog and I'm hoping that I can get it right to actually keep this one going!
I'm in my first year of university at Rhodes university and although I have a ridiculously minimal amount of free time as it is, I wanted somewhere to dump my thoughts. Hence, the creation of this blog.
After having a full night of sleep, which has been reduced from 9 to 7 hours of sleep in the past month or so, I was so on the ball today which was an amazing change from my usual drowsy daze. This place has taught me many things; how to procrastinate, how to walk up a hill really fast and how to fit all of your shit from a 6x6 room into a 3x4 cell.

But the weirdest thing I've learned so far is that there is this magical phase of being tired.
There is no returning from this phase so don't even bother trying.
Your eyes start going squint and get super itchy and then they start closing. You can try and hold them open and listen to your lecturer ramble on about cognitive development and ancient dynasties, but you will then experience another phenomenon; falling asleep with your eyes open!! Yes, it has happened to me and i am not talking crap, i promise you this. You are forced to put your head down on the desk when this happens, even for 10 minutes of the lecture (which usually ends up being the whole lecture) and doze a bit. That stupid journalism assignment you stayed up 'til 3am trying to perfect has really smacked you in the face.
Red Bull will fail.
Energade will fail.
Coffee? Bha!! Will fail DISMALLY!!
Folks, i introduce you to the regmaker!

Bless Adcock Ingram's wooly socks for making this stuff!! 150 mg of caffeine in one tablet?! R20 for 10 tablets. Not bad I say. Specially when I feel like a monkey high on coke when I've ingested just one of these magical pills. My friend said that he took two after a full all-nighter and was shaking like a mad cow in the space of 5 minutes. Not be messed with then, but it's wonderful to know I have these babies there for me when good ol' coffee lets me down..again!

Well, I do have a history essay due for tomorrow that I'm only halfway through so I had better go and do that. Halleluja for having a lone tutorial to go to at 3pm on Fridays! Sleeping in tomorrow 8) so0o0o co0l  8P

Just keep swimming...upstream!!