The new beginning...

I think it's weird that I'm suddenly wanting to try new and exciting things. When I say weird, I mean that it wasn't like I made some conscious decision to wake up and smell different roses!

It's just something that's sort of happened. I'm yearning to find new authors, to find new shops, new coffee shops, new roads etc... I'm quite happy in my friends and boyfriend department. Don't need to be changing those, but I guess my sub conscious is trying to tell me to live a little and to widen my blinkers.

I like to think I am healthy, but really I'm just in denial. I do not like to exercise. I have blogged about this too often that I'm bored to tears.
If I am going to exercise I need someone to hold my hand. There is NO WAYS I am getting out of bed on my own accord to go to gym. Hell no. I need to know I have someone meeting me there so that I can curse them, yes but honestly, it appeals to my people pleasing side. I can't handle letting someone down, so I'll go.

Well don't be alarmed if your trumpets blare right now, but Blondie here got up this morning, blew the dust off my trainers, gym pants and sports bra and was out the door at 06h30. WTF? The world exists at this time?
I did not go to my car, instead my water bottle and I went right passed it and I walked (briskly) around my complex. Boy oh boy. I had no idea our complex was so big. It isn't really, but walking it is a whole different story.

I walked until my calves and buttocks were burning and I had enough sweat to fill a small dam!
Ok the sweat part is not hard. I am that unfit!!

I got home and it was only once I had sat down that the realisation of what had just happened sunk in.
No, I didn't sleep walk. I actually did it all on my own.
Ok. I know how totally loco that sounds but seriously. I DO NOT DO EXERCISE ON MY OWN, NOR DOES IT EVER CROSS MY MIND.

This is something new and admittedly exciting.

OH MY GOD!

I had to stop my blog for a phone call! I have just burst into tears. Tears of unbelievable happiness!!

I blogged about donating my labrador puppy to the SA Guide Dogs Association
Memes

Well I just got the news that she has been ACCEPTED!! SUMMER IS OFFICIALLY A GUIDE DOG!!

My heart is just singing! I am sobbing my eyes out...pure happiness!
I wrote the title: The New Beginning...
Who would have thought it would be so true in every regard!!

FASHION...something girly! Sorry guys!

Are you the type of person who goes to the shops and in your mind you want to buy new clothes, you know something exciting and something fashionable, but instead, you go for the same things you normally buy?

I do this all the time. I always buy the same style top, same skinny jeans, same colours etc. I also only discover this when I get the parcels home and I put them into my closet, next to the same shirts and jeans.

I admire women who experiment with fashion and try new things. I want to, but I guess I'm stuck in my ways. That's why you need to take a really stylish but realistic and honest friend with you who can pick things out that you ordinarily wouldn't.

So, I have some pics of some things I would love to get. I'd like to get your opinions though.

The floral Maxi dress (admittedly this is only cool for summer)

I love this white dress, although I'd prefer to have this in a less shiny material.

I am absolutely in love with the grey jersey, long or short. Too cute! Love the entire look!

QUESTION: Is this fashionable?? Have I missed the bus somewhere along the way.

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS!!!!

I've noticed this trend: Stockings/Leggings cut off past the ankle. It's interesting and I'd like to try it out!

Do I need to explain?

What do you think??

Discoveries

This is a diary entry...

I have realized I am not very observant. I like to think I am, but I’m not. This was pointed out to me when my man drove straight passed me. He called me on my cellphone and asked if I had seen him. I hadn’t. I was too busy singing to Fergie’s Big Girls Don’t Cry and watching the traffic ahead. My driving instructor would have been proud (all these years later) because I drive 30 seconds ahead.
Anyway, back to the point.
My man says to me that he was half hanging out the car, waving like a mad man and hooting like crazy. I didn’t see a thing.
I also studied Journalism and got my degree in the 3 years (a miracle really) and that means that I should be observant, by default.

I don’t notice things.

Sure, I notice the obvious things like seasons changing, someone’s new hair cut or if someone’s fly is down; but I want to notice the little things.

I want to notice a new birds nest, I want to notice the fresh coat of paint the old house down the road has, a new smile. I want to notice things, the little things.
I think I need to discover new things too.
I always knew what I wanted to do, so when I matriculated I went straight to University to study in the field I wished. I got incredible jobs and started building and continue to build my career. I feel incredibly lucky (although I’ve worked my ass off) and I feel wonderfully blessed but there is only one regret I have. The fact I don’t necessarily get to discover new things like towns, countries etc. Hell, I don’t even get the chance to discover my own country, my own town, my own neighbourhood. I want to find quaint little bakeries, vintage stores, flower markets, small meandering roads in our wonderful countries country side.
Perhaps I should discover things around me first, like things immediately around me and in my neighbourhood, secret doors, small details in jackets, new sites, a back road, a new way to wear a dress, a new colour combo, new words, new ways to wrap gifts, new places to shop for gifts and so forth.

I want to stop being so self absorbed and start experiencing this wonderful place I live in and experience this wonderful thing called life.

Don't read if you're eating!

Don't read if you're feeling nauseous or you're eating. It's a little graphic:

Well, I didn't get to go diving. Shit, I was annoyed.

I happened to get a beautiful little thing called A Bug. Apparently there is a stomach bug going around. Luckily I wasn't visited by the bottom end of the bug, but the top end of the bug. Let's just say I was bullimic for the weekend. Good grief. It's horrible!
It started early on Saturday morning with a migraine. Oooh *shudder* they are fucking horrible. Let me describe it: Dizzy, nauseous, have to be in a dark, quiet area and basically I feel like my head is going to explode.
I begged my boyfriend: "Baby, pleeease cut off my head."
BF: "What?"
Me: "Cut off my head. Seriously. I think it will be less painful."
BF: "What am I supposed to cut your head off with."
Me: "A chain saw. That will be quick."
BF perplexed: "We don't have a chain saw. Besides, as much as I love Quinten Tarantino that's gross."
Me: "Seriously? Why don't you have a chainsaw? C'mon! Ok. Just kill me then."

I had to go out to drop something off for a friend. It wasn't far and I thought it would be alright. It was until I had to drive home again. Well those waves of naseous are fun, aren't they? It's amazing. My breathing started to deepen, my mind was screaming: "Don't do it, don't do it!!"
I managed to get home, pulled into my driveway but as I climbed out, whoops! The wave dumped me... I vomitted and vomitted and...well you get the revolting picture.
I wish that was it. Oh no, Murphy's Law and I are good 'friends' remember? Our neighbours were having a party/braai and their guests all just happened to be arriving.
I cannot tell you how mortified I was. There are no words.

The whole day carried on like that. If I put a morsel or drop in my mouth it came straight back up.
Sunday was another tamer version of Saturday. Today my stomach feels a little sensitive from all the hurling. Hmm, charming.

My boyfriend is absolutely delighted. I know you're thinking I should dump the insensitive bastard then, but he's delighted because he thinks I have morning sickness.
"I'm not ok?"
BF: "But you could be! I hope it's a boy!"
My turn to look perplexed: "Have you hit your head? Don't be ridiculous."
BF rubs my tummy, crouches down and talks to tummy: "Hellooooo little one!"
Me: "Oh my God! Stop it! You're being silly. You should be worried I'm bullimic, not pregnant!!"
BF whispers to tummy: "Oooh, she's already moody!"
Me: "Oh fuck it! I'm too tired for this crap. Get away from my stomach before I throw up all over you."

It was an, um, interesting weekend!

Virgin Diver

Thank you Anna, Chewthecud and KaB! You know what for! Your advice is greatly appreciated - I decided to delete the post though.

Right, something light hearted today.

I'm learning how to scuba dive tomorrow. I'm excited and nervous! I'm claustrophobic but apparently you don't experience it! Thing is, and I know I'm very far from this, but I can't imagine falling backwards out a boat. Are you crazy? What if I happen to hit my head on the side/bottom of the boat and then those weight things drag me to the bottom?

Oh dear. I am positive...seriously, I'm an optimistic person but I do think about the dangers, like looking so intensely at coral and colourful fish that I totally miss Jaw's daddy coming up behind me.

What happens if I forget to breathe because I panic? No blonde jokes should come to mind here, please.

These are valid questions. I'm sure the pro divers are tsk tsking me right now, but I have to admit I'm totally naive when it comes to diving.

Excited as hell though -I can't wait!!

I hope you have an awesome weekend now, ye hear!!

x

I promise I'm really good on computers...but....

I'm still new to blogging and learn something new everyday...I'd like to know how you, hmm, not sure how to explain this.

If I want to refer back to a past blog or to a blogger, how do I do that, so that you can click on that word/name and it takes you directly there.
God, does that make any sense?

E.g. I was reading "XYZs" blog and it reminded me of something I wrote about hearts.

Now how would I link "XYZ" and "hearts" to the blogger and post respectively.

Oh dear.

Chopstick drama

Sushi is a wonderful thing, isn't it? I mean if your food arrives first you don't need to be worried about it getting cold, it's bite size and filling! YUMMY!

I must admit though, I am a loser when it comes to using chop sticks. I can't do it. I break out into a cold sweat when everyone picks them up, breaks them apart and expertly folds their fingers over them so they make a clicking sound. They also manage to keep the sushi perfectly together without any mess or fuss.

I on the other hand, am lucky to get one piece into my mouth at all, I either drop it (with soya sauce) on my lap before it enters my mouth or I lose grip while it's in the soya sauce and then it makes it even harder to pick up when it's all soggy and falling apart.

I think my use of chopsticks made me stress on the night of my Matric Dance. The Grade 11's (Std. 9's) were responsible for the theme of ours, decorating the hall etc etc. It was a beautiful theme: Night of the Rising Sun. It was symbollic too, as matrics, we would go out into the real world and rise in success! Sweet, right?

Not when the food was served. Now a lot of girls don't eat at their matric dance, firstly some dresses are skin tight and the idea of eating and bloating isn't pretty. Secondly, if you're messy/clumsy like I am, it's not a good idea to eat when you know half of it is going to land on your gorgeous, stain-attracting dress!

The food (keeping with the theme) was chinese. There were no knives and forks, just those lovely pieces of wood. Well, the food looked so good and I admittedly was starving so I attempted to eat the food with chopsticks. Not clever.

Today I was invited to lunch at a sushi place. The Rainbow rolls, california rolls and fashion sandwiches came out and I wanted to see if UV would use hers. Of course she did!

I unwrapped the paper, snapped them apart and mixed my wasabi into my soya sauce. I picked up a California roll and impressed myself. After a while though, I couldn't keep it together. Eventually I put them down and just used my fingers. Bad move. Do not sit next to an Asian family and use your fingers. Apparently it is a sign of disrespect and let's just say I should be a pile of ashes right now from the burning looks I received.

It was yummy though. Mmmm!

PS> Still loving the Laptop!

PPS> I do realise how absolutely random this post is, but life is a little boring at the moment so I have to find things to amuse me! Right...off I go to stalk your blogs! ;-)

Shiny Rectangle

I am super excited!! I'm sure many people take it for granted, but I finally got my very first laptop!
It's beautiful, shiny silver and has an LCD screen! I'm in love.

I was sitting in the News Cafe, feeling all important with my laptop out. It was amusing though. There is only one power point so all laptop owners need to sit relatively close to each other. I was sitting amongst men clad in business suits, their Excel Spreadsheets open, cups of cuppaccino's, and Blackberry's suitably placed on the table. I felt like I should be receiving an important phone call where I could bark down the phone: "Sell it! No. I said sell! No you can't move my 3 billion dollars around. Invest!"
Instead, I sat downloading photo's and playing Spider Solitaire.

I went to watch some comedy last night! It was open mic with 2 headline acts. Some was excellent and some was just embarrassingly painful.
I felt so bad for some of the "comedians" but I couldn't even muster a sympathetic laugh for them. Still, at least they had the guts/balls to get up there in the first place. You wouldn't catch me doing Stand Up. Just cos my mom and friends think I'm funny, it doesn't mean I'm stand up funny! Ha!
Al Progers and Chris Forrest (2 amazing SA Comedians) were the headline acts and they were hysterical!

Tonight I'd like to veg! I'd like to get into my pajama's, drink wine and see if I can turn my eyes into squares from watching too much TV!
Mmmm.

What I did this weekend ;-)

Do you remember writing about what you did on your weekend every Monday, in Primary School? For example:
I went to the movies with my mom, dad and sister. We had ice-cream. We had lots of fun.

Well, here's my adult version:

Special K's bachelorette was a TOTAL success!!! God, we partied up a storm!

The four of us (bridesmaids) decided on the theme: Victoria's Secret and we'd dress her up as a VS model in the lingerie with feathered wings, suspenders...uber sexy! Special K looked UNBELIEVABLE!!

The house party was fantabulous! We played games, we drank shot after shot, we danced to Nelly and Justin and laughed, ALOT!

Just as the party was about to get out of control, the limo arrived. Imagine 10 girls drinking champagne and dancing in a limo. We did that the whole way to Latinova.

The only downside? Thinking the bottles of champagne at the club were complimentary. Ahem...We got slapped with a champagne bill of R2500. Fuck, I was annoyed (the understatement of the night.)

All in all though, the night was amazing!! I woke up yesterday feeling awfully sorry for myself, when my man told me to get showered and get ready. We joined some mates at Central Grill for a lovely lunch while listening to a jazz band. It was the perfect Sunday afternoon.

It was an excellent weekend.

The end.

Karma.

I'm very hurt and upset.

I don't understand peoples jealousy. I hope it makes you happy. I hope you're happy that your trying to ruin things for me seems to be working for you. It's been a year!! Get over it! I cannot believe you are STILL putting all your energy into trying to ruin me. WTF? Are you serious? Didn't you get bored? We had our fallout and I got over it within a month. Sure it sucked, but things weren't supposed to be so volatile but c'est la vie!

I also want you to know you're going to have to try harder than this. Yes. It hurts fucking bad,because I would NEVER EVER FUCKING DO THAT TO YOU!!
But...sorry for you doll! I'm still standing.

Have you heard about a thing called Karma? Let me spell it out for you: K-A-R-M-A.