A Decade of me

I wrote a meme about my Decade. It was probably the longest post I have ever written and I've deleted it. I know one person read it and that's cool, but it suddenly occurred to me that there is way too much information in here. I'm a very open person and that can be detrimental. I'm glad I wrote it and I've kept it on file for myself. I think this was more of a personal thing for me to reflect. Whoever started the meme is genius. I have also realised I don't actually know HOW to be impersonal or discreet. I wrote my full story out (in detail), which took me a few hours to do and it probably would have taken you a good 15 minutes to read.
LOL

I have deleted the post and started again with less info...you will see how I struggle with that considering there is still a lot of info here...but hey! This is ME!!


1998: I was 15 years old and took subjects that would help me be a doctor one day. I sucked dreadfully a maths and science. All I wanted to do was entertain and I knew my calling was to do that. I was a cultural child who took part in singing, drama, public speaking, debating etc... I also made the mistake of saying: "I'd never been drunk before" and my lovely friends ordered me 8 double shots of tequila. I was so ill that I was close to having my stomach pumped and I have never touched and will never touch tequila again.

1999: I was a true Sweet Sixteen: Never been kissed before. I turned sixteen and a month later I met drama boy. My first kiss was lovely and teenage giddiness set in. I started dating him. We dated for over a year and things changed when he wanted to sleep with me. I didn't want to...I wanted to wait and he got so mad.

2000: I was in Matric. All my friends and all his friends knew weeks before I did that he was going to dump me. He did and I was devastated. My first boyfriend and my first breakup. I wanted to tell my best male friend that I had feelings for him. My best girl friend encouraged me and then proceeded to make out with him the night I was going to tell him. I met a lovely, gorgeous boy who was in Post Matric and we started dating. He swept me off my feet and we hade such fun. I matriculated and couldn't wait to start the journey to my career I had dreamed about for ages.

2001: This is my most eventful year. I started studying BA Journalism. I found out that my grandfather in Europe had passed away. The last time I saw him was 1992. I was 9. I mourned more for the loss of not having known him. I was entered into a Beauty Pageant and made it to the Top 10. My self esteem was picked up and I met 2 of my closest friends I have today. Special K and JB. Post Matric Boy broke my heart and I never knew why he broke up with me out of the blue. I never saw him or spoke to him again and always wondered what had happened. I found out this year after physically bumping into him. I heard everything that I had hoped to hear 7 years ago. 7 years too late. 2 months after the break up, I was involved in a horrific car accident with JB and Pageant Boy. Our car rolled, I had to be cut out of the car and the paramedic thought my neck might be broken. All 3 of us walked out of there with sever whiplash and other injuries. We had survived something that no one should have.
My grandmother (I was closest to her) was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer and she died 3 months later. Her husband died suddenly too a month before she did. It was crazy. I failed 3 1st year subjects. I did however start with a company in order to start paving my career path way. I was 18 years old when I started. I also started Designer Boy around this time. I had met him at the CD store I worked at on weekends.

2002: Second year varsity. I was entered into my universities RAG Queen Beauty Pageant. I made the Top 20, then the Top 5 and I won Miss Enthusiastic (don't laugh) and was chosen as the People Choice Miss RAG Queen. There were 2 titles. One for the actual pageant and one where the students voted for their RAG Queen - People Choice. I studied my ass off and got an opportunity to work for a company that was fantastic to pay my dues, hone my skills and learn about the industry. Designer boy and I had fun but we weren't sure if we were right for each other. We denied this for a while until...

2003: I completed my 3rd year, plus I finished the 3 1st year subjects I had failed and graduated with flying colours. I was still working at this company and it was a tough year. Classes in the morning, rush to the show, rush back and do afternoon classes and complete assignments in the evening. I met my man at the company and it was love at first sight. People always said that to me and I used to tell them to read another Mills & Boon. Haha!! I got it, though, for the first time ever. I broke up with Designer boy and started dating my man!

2004: I turned 21 years old and had the most incredible birthday party!!
I was feeling frustrated at the company. I had reached the ceiling professionally and needed to grow even more. My man encouraged me and helped me. I sent off "CV's" to various companies and eventually got the call from the company I am at today. I started training and then started BAM! 4 days later.

2005: 2 days after my 22nd birthday I moved out of home. I moved into a quaint, tiny garden cottage. It was perfect. I felt like an independant woman and suddenly realised how tough it was out of the nest. It was an amazing lesson. I got an incredible "promotion" if you will and it was a huge break in my career. My profile was rising and it was overwhelming. I got sucked into the celebrity world and my head grew waay too big. I am truly glad and blessed that I have such amazing friends, family and my man that keep me grounded. Let me tell you, we are all human and it's easy to get wrapped up in a glossy glam world that falsely tells you it "adores and loves you". It's destroying when you start believing it's true and real.

2006: I moved into my man's new home in October. I had all these idea about how I was going to transform his bachelor pad into a pad for 2, until I realised how naive I was in a) trying to change things and b) expense.

2007: Special K and I decided to create our own opportunity in this industry. The entertainment industry has so many dimensions to it and I want to explore. We started our own company in order to start working on a special project, after being told that we'd never make it in a cut throat / mans world. They were wrong. We surprised not only them but ourselves.

2008: We've had a few set backs with the economic climate, but we're feeling positive that this project will be a huge success. We've put enough blood, sweat and buckets of tears into this! With that said, I actually laugh every single day. My man and I are strong - I love him to death and don't know what I would do without him. I have the most amazing friends and family and I feel blessed every day.

I have grown as a person, I have had been given plenty of lessons to learn. I laugh every day, I cry sometimes too but if I had to have a choice to go back I don’t think I would. Sure, I often say: if I had the knowledge I have now and had the chance to go back in time, I’d do it! Honestly though, I don’t think I would. Things happen for a reason to make you grow as a person and to mould the woman that I am becoming; if I had to go back and change things I might not be the same person I am today.

Gentle is a word.

I'm totally thrilled that Obama won!! I think it's brilliant and I even got a little weepy over his speech this morning! I know. I'm not American and I was moved by his charismatic, incredible speech! Yes We Can!


And Yes I did. I went to boxing for the first time in 3 weeks and I nearly died. I was actually worse than when I originally started. I was huffing and puffing, my chest was burning and my muscles grew mouths and screamed at me! I sweated gallons of, um, sweat and I couldn't complete one of the exercises. BUT, I do feel better for having gone and I have promised myself that no excuse will be tolerated anymore. I cannot miss days because days turn into weeks and before you know it you're back to being a slouchy, disgusting couch potato.


I slept in a draft on Monday evening and ever since I have such a sore back, plus I'm stressed out and my back has become a knot haven. It's painful and I'm getting headaches from this... I had some spare time before meetings and noticed that opposite the boxing gym there is a lovely Thai Massage place. Yippy! I have never actually been for one and I've only ever heard how awesome they are. So I thought: Why not? Let's give it a bash. Little did I know how giving it a "bash" would become a reality more than just a saying.

Holy shit. I feel bruised. How can such a small woman with small dainty hands unleash torture onto my back? She was so strong and I felt my back click several times. I felt my muscles actually move around. I was in agony. So much for a lovely relaxing massage. I think she was a bit of a sadist too. The more I moaned (not in the good way) and whimpered; the more she dug in. I eventually asked her to be a little gentle. I don't think she understood. She did yoga on my back by walking on me, kneeling on me, elbowing me and then she yanked me around the room as if I was a ragdoll. Dude. I can't believe I paid for that.

With that said, however, it was pretty amazing. My back does feel better. Better as in the bruised feeling has replaced the stiff knotty back feeling.

Still... it was an experience if nothing else.



I have been tagged by Being Brazen - I feel honoured!

Word for the week in my head is - demotivated. I know. How to start off a meme positively? Ask Blondie how.
Thought for the week in my head is - "Is that even fair?" - don't ask...some stuff going on at the moment at work and I'm feeling down.
Thing for the week in my life is - Skinny Cupaccino's
Song for the week in my head is - Sara Bareilles -Love Song (I love it so much and sing it all the time)
Food for the week in my belly is - snails. I never used to eat the slimey little creatures. In fact, I used to terrorise them with salt as a little girl. I was cruel evidently. Now, I like to smother them in garlic.
Colour for the week in my life is - turquoise. I seem to be wearing a lot of it at the moment, so this could be my colour for the season.
Smile for the week on my face is - receiving a piece of information that I'm excited about.
Blessing for the week in my heart is - having incredible people in my life who are true and supportive

FOUR

I smell like babies. Cute, Johnson and Johnson babies! The twins, Twinkles and Nails had me around for tea and fudge this morning. It was lovely! I got to see Twinkles new baby girl (she's 3 weeks old and so tiny) and Nails 4 month baby boy! Man, but they are so cute!
I got broody, but I'm cool now because I got to hand babies back!

Is that rain? Hell yes. Ok well, it's hardly rain, more like a splutter of water from the clouds above. Still, it was nice to smell that rain smell!!

Being Brazen tagged me in a meme called FOUR... (I feel special)
Four is my favourite and lucky number, so why not?

1.Four places I go to over and over:
*Boxing gym in Fourways
*My local Pick n Pay
* Various coffee shops -depends where I am, but generally in a coffee shop
*Work

2. Four people who e-mail me regularly:
* Tshego from work
* Facebook -letting me know what is happening on my page.
* Special K and Blondie 2 (much of a muchness)
* My mom

3. Four of my favorite places to eat:
*Adega -give me the 1kilo of prawns. NOW.
*My parents house
* Any seafood restaurant really...
* Our own or friend's braai's (BBQ's)

4. Four places you'd rather be:
* In bed for a DVD marathon with butter popcorn
* sipping Pina Colada's on a tropical island
* in my mans arms.
* travelling the world

5. Four TV shows I could watch over and over:
* The Hills
* Sex and The City
* CSI (any one)
* Gillmore Girls

I know I need to tag people, but I can't bring myself to do it, so oblige me if you want to! C'mon! I know you want to!

It's a.....MEME!!!

I had absolute bugger all to write, so I saw Tamara, Ruby and Sweets had done this meme, so I thought I'd follow suit. I also decided NOT to tag anyone...Breathe easy Miss M :-)

What is in the back seat of your car right now? CD's, scripts, post, and Nik-nak packets...naughty

When was the last time you threw up? Um...I actually can't remember...oh yes a few months ago and as a woman you CANNOT vomit because if you do, you are automatically pregnant.

What is your favourite curse word? Fuck. It's just so damn expressive. Except, it's not very lady like and I hate the fact that I swear.

What will you be doing 3 hours from now? I'll be drinking cocktails with my mates at FTV.

Have you ever been in a strip club? I have actually and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, plus I've been to Tease-Hers and that was revolting.

What is the best ice cream flavour? Chocolate

What was the last thing you ate? Breakfast....VERY naughty

Ever go camping? I did when I was little, but I haven't been in a very long time. The thing is, would I cope? Hmmm...

Do you have a tan? It's winter...of course I don't...I'd rival Casper.

Do you drink your soda from a straw? Sometimes

Are you some one's best friend? Yup...it's great to know that!

Where is your Mom right now? Probably at home.

What colour is your watch? I have a silver one, a red one and a black one. I'm wearing the black one.

What comes to mind when you think of Australia? Bruce and Sheila, mate!

Would you consider plastic surgery? Reconstructive surgery, sure.

What is your birthstone? Amethyst

How many kids do you want? Twins. I'm obsessed with twins...otherwise I'd like 2.

Have you met anyone famous? Um...yes. :-)

Biggest annoyance in your life right now? Not being able to find a sponsor for a TV show.

What time is it? 18h22

Do you eat healthy? Yes and No...I eat quite badly at times, but then I go through very healthy phases. Right now, I'm trying that new "Eat for your blood type" thing and it's great so far...

How old will you be on your next birthday? 26.

Name one thing you'd still like to do? Travel the world, or as much of it as I can.

Favourite colour? It's hard to just choose one. Pink, Red, Turquoise and Black.

Genie Meme

Here is another meme....sorry tho who I've tagged, but feel honoured! :-)

1.) Answer the Question.

2.) Tag people.

If a Genie arrived one day and told you: "You have 3 wishes..use them wisely."

What would you wish for?

1.) I would wish for abundance in health, wealth and love. (are those 3 wishes already?)

2.) I would wish for a cure for Cancer and AIDS

3.) I would wish for my career to be successful (for everything I touch to turn to gold, not literally though - careful what you wish for, right?)

God, how do-goody am I? Boring, I'm afraid, but true.

I tag:

Lopz

Miss M - yes you!!! Hahaha!!

Kab

Cheap Thrills

Happy Snapper

Sweets

Len

Chronicles

Babies and Memes

My weekend was a baby weekend. I had a baby shower on Saturday and a 1 year old birthday party yesterday.

Cute. So cute. The "Awwww" kind of cute.

Uh-oh!

The garlic cloves around my neck didn't help ward off the broodiness.

Everything was so little and lovely and sweet. Little baby shoes are the best.

I felt a little weird yesterday though, I have to admit. I was the only one there without child. Mom's were running around after their toddlers. All I did was sit drinking wine, watching them and yet at the end of the day I was exhausted.

I really take my hat off to mom's... it's a 24/7 job. As cute as they are and as much as I would like to be a mom one day, I can certainly wait a while.

Right...time for my handbag meme:

I couldn’t let KaB down. She tagged me to blog about my handbag and what is inside.

Honestly, this is probably the neatest and emptiest is has ever been, but that is purely because of the smash and grab I was involved in 2 weeks ago.

My handbag is new. I would have loved to shown you the bag that became a part of me, it was my proud possession that I saved up for..my Gucci bag... now those bastard criminals have it...I can probably buy it back on the side of the road though...must keep a look out! :-)
This is a no name, but I love it!!

I have a thing for big handbags... I love them. I am able to carry everything I need... especially as I basically "live" in my car and need to be prepared for everything and anything. (Clutch bags are a must for the evenings)

In my hand bag

1.) Turquoise make up bag. I carry everything in it. My foundation, foundation sponge, blusher, bronzer, eye shadows, eye liner, mascara (necessity), lip liner, moisturiser and hand mirror.
2.)My Oh so Heavenly hand and body lotion. Love it!
3.) An apple... I hardly ever carry these, but after my pregnancy comments I’ve been getting I thought I’d swop the crisps/kit kat for an apple.
4.)My lipglosses, Elizabeth Arden 8 Hour Cream and lipsticks are essential.
5.)I always carry a nail polish. I’m very bad about remembering things like functions and parties to attend, so I have this in case the nails are a shocker.
6.)Earrings...I carry dressy earrings for the same reason. Accessories can always smarten an outfit.
7.)Keys...they unlock my life.
8.)Some coins...that was a bonus finding that! This always comes handy when you need to pay for parking.
9.)My Swiss Army Knife. I’m being true to my heritage and it can come in really handy.
10.)My Michael Kors perfume. It’s sexy and gorgeous!
11.)My Wallet... given to me by Blondie 2 after my smash and grab... she says it’s second hand, but we’ve decided we’ll rather call it: Vintage!
12.)My Deodrant that leaves no white marks...what a pleasure.
13.)My Big Sunglasses...they cost me R50 - bonus, I will have to save up again to buy my Gucci’s (they also got stolen.)
14.)My South African Passport. Still trying to sort out ID and drivers license, so this has to do in the meantime.
15.)A peppermint from a restaurant. Don’t know why it’s in there, I hate those mints you get with the bill.
16.)My little memory card and flash disk case and a pen.
17.)My access tags for the studio's are not featured, it’s normally in my bag, but it’s in my car when I’m at home.
18.)I used to have a hand bag sized diary, but that got stolen.
19.)My cellphone is also not in the photo but it’s charging downstairs.
20.)My cigs...very very very naughty.

Hit him!!! Hit him in the balls!!! *just kidding*

The boxing was AWESOME!!! I have never been to a live boxing match before and I must say it was an experience. It was so weird to see it up close. I really mean up close, we were ring side and one guy nearly fell through the ropes onto our chairs. It was weird to see the sweat and blood...the TV screen makes it seem a little more unreal. It was gross actually but in a sadist way, cool. Can't believe I just typed that! Yuck! hahaha!!

It was so cool to see my boxing trainers fight...a little strange, but cool. My throat is so sore today from all my screaming. I got this little bubble of satsifaction by screaming back what they would shout at me, when I couldn't bear to do one more minute with the skipping rope, or one more sit up, or one more punch: "WHERE'S YOUR HEART? WHERE'S YOUR HEART?"
It was great. Not so great was seeing them afterwards with some swelling and some bruising around their eyes and cheeks. Oooh Eina ("Ouch" for the internationals :-)

My man was excellent as a ring announcer...in a totally unbiased opinion, of course! He wasn't corny at all and managed to make: "Aaand in the Bluuuue Corner..." sound really cool and right.
I was proud, what can I say?! He's been asked back by the boxing commission, so that's good news!

I can't get the flash disk to work regarding my handbag meme, so as soon as I add some air time data bundles into my 3G card, I'll be able to post it from my laptop!
An irritation of note.

I have a wrap up dinner party tonight for a TV show I've been on and it's a bittersweet day. The bitter part is that I am really going to miss working with the guys, I've learnt so much and I've had a blast being the only female... The show has been running for 10 years, but I only joined them in September. It's a pity it's over.
The sweet part is that I am looking forward to the prawns! Yummy! We all know how I feel about prawns now, right? Mmmm mmmm mmmmm!!!!

Good times!
I have to go baby shopping tomorrow. Hold. the bus. It's for a baby shower and a 1 year old birthday party. Now...is there anything I can take with me, you know, like garlic, a crucifix or maybe a wooden spoke to prevent broodiness? It's a terrible thing...everything is so cute and little and sweet and has the unbelievable charm of making me go: Awwwww and Oooooh and the worst: I want one!
Perhaps I should take a shitty nappy or a recording of a screeching child, with me... that'll help! hahaha!

Flash disk stuffed up my post! haha

Well this just sucks! I had some time on my hands so I decided to do the handbag meme that KaB tagged me in.
I did, I took pretty photo's and saved it to my flash disk and now the bloody thing wont' read. Argh!
Sorry KaB...I'll try it again tomorrow!! In true KaB terms "bugger!"
:-)

Well that's kinda stuffed things up for me as I hadn't really thought about what I would write today.
This morning was average...boring actually. It was so boring I managed to take a long bubble bath, straighten my hair (it's a mission) and even co ordinate an outfit for this evening. *Sigh* I love my working hours...although, I should really appreciate these few, rare days because it;s not always like this!

I'm going to the boxing at Emperor's Palace tonight. My man is the ring announcer - how cool? It's his first time tonight and I can't wait! I am quite the fan of boxing...yes it's very unlady like. Don't get me wrong, I don't like the sweat and blood and the beating up part. Yes, yes yes...I KNOW that's what boxing is, I just like the sporty side of it and I guess I have a better appreciation as I used to do boxing as a form of exercising.
That used to kill me... people would ask me what exercise I do and I'd say "Boxing"
9 times out 10 people would say: "Oh! Kick Boxing!"
No. If I did kick boxing, I would say that, wouldn't I? Idiot.
"No, the real boxing...you know...in the ring, strapped up hands, gloves, punching bags etc..."
Good fun!

Oh and I keep putting off going to get my ID book and Drivers License...have no idea why!!
Argh!

Here's a funny for the lack of an interesting blog: