Wednesday mornings...My lazy day.

Every Wednesday morning I make sure I take it easy and fully enjoy not rushing to campus.  So as usual am doing that right now.  Well today is supposed to be different because I have two assignments to hand in tomorrow but I just can't snap out of it, plus am waiting for the Play energy drink I just drank to kick in, he he he.

While browsing through twitter*a norm*, I saw one of my friends had put up a picture from Pin interest.  So I thought let me check it out.  I just registered but now I have to figure out how to use it.  It looks really cool, and has the most amazing pictures I have ever seen.   You basically say who or what you are by pictures...no words.

Anyways, I found one that I had always thought this is how am going to raise my children.  Especially if you are raising them in a country that is full of people from all walks of life*diversity*.  Life is hard as it is, but when you are constantly judged, it makes it even more hard.  I think we all yearn to be accepted just the way we are, with no tags. So as my pictures says, be curious, not judgmental, have an opinion, don't be condescending or rude.

P.S. am broody and random.  

This always puts a smile on my face.

Am thankful...

Every week from today on, I will put things 3 things am grateful for...in no order, but what is important for me.  Not anybody else but me.

I am thankful...

1.  that I got a chance to spend Women's day with Roxy, Christopher and Savvy-Sav.  I cooked samp and meat for them, hanged with the crazy Savvy Sav*the colored crazy version of me that one*.  I can safely say, in them I found my "new peeps" in Cape Town.  Christopher is a gem and one of those men you meet once inawhile.

2.  I am thankful for the random adventures I got to experience with Lee...the language barrier makes our conversations short, but he will never know how much he saved me last week.  On Sunday afternoon we went hiking in the Newlands Forest.

3.  For my Zimbabwean dollar, Sethekele Ncube, days are longer and better when you are around.  Chocolate doughnuts are just the little cherry on top.  You are an amazing spirit, I see you.

This is for my own sanity, as the weeks get crazier, but alas I shall try to capture every moment that will not be repeated.  Someone told me last week, life is about moments...choose your own moments.

"Nothing is more dangerous than an idea, when you only have one idea" (Alain).

The whole of last week I felt like the air is being squeezed out of my lungs...not gently, but in a terrible suffocating kind of way.  The whole time I kept thinking, the mess I am in, is so bad that I cannot even call my older sister.  The one person I believe has superman powers.  This is a terrible space to be in, a cruel lonely place, that makes you see no form of reason.

Then I read an article...am forever thankful for my love affair with words and the fact that I can read.  I am very stubborn, so listening to other people sometimes is hard, but when am reading it feels voluntary, not info being shoved down my throat...so the article went something like this...

1.  'It's a challenge, but I'll cope...'

2.  'It's not a good outcome, but its not the end of the world...'

3.  'Never mind my failure, I'll bounce back...'

4.  'Its not about me, I wont take it personally...'

5.  'Its a difficult problem, but I'll find a solution...'

6.  'This is only temporary, I can put it behind me...'

7. 'I made a mistake, but I can learn from it and improve...'

I think this is the only way I could explain the title of this week.  I do not even believe in reading self helping books, but I needed something to hold on to last week.  Stopping to breathe was not an option though.

P.S.  I read  badsheep.co.za's blog also, that guy is a freaking LEGEND!

A friend would not mistreat a friend.

I am beginning to slightly hate, or let me rephrase that, I have always hated this blogging story.  Now I loathe it even more, because the more we do it, the more you want to share the real stuff happening in your own life.  I have to remind myself every single week that everything is forever online.  Do I really want to come back in 10 years time and read all of this?  I wish I could keep my thoughts in the safety of my diary, yes I have one.  Every time I am home, I pull them out*from previous years* from my secret hiding place*under the bed, such a secret place, he he he* and read them.  I am always shocked with time, how much I have grown and accepted.

Yet till today, one thing I can never figure out is how long does one have to stay angry at another person?  Does staying angry really make the person, learn the lesson when you deprive them of talking to you or giving him or her the cold shoulder?  And why should people keep doing things they know will hurt you?  Logically, I always think, but am wasting time, missing great conversations with this person, then my pride kicks in...and I quickly justify why am angry...*so tiring*. 

A friend would not mistreat a friend...but we all human.  Half of the time I forgive people because I know when am sorry I truly am, and want to be forgiven.  Everybody deserves a second chance, but who says when you give them another chance they wont mistreat you even more????

Have you figured out the second head fake?

This is hilarious, am actually laughing so hard while am writing this, because am sitting in between Thandi and Lee.  They are both trying to explain to me what the title means*blank stare*.  Lee googled to see what it means in Korean and Thandi told me the first time round, now she refuses to tell me again*sad face*.  Lee says I must just lie.

I have no idea what it means...but you know there is always a but.  I think Thandi said its something like talking indirectly to someone, like the letter I wrote to my 18 year old self*refer to previous blog post*.  

With that being said, I am still not sure, no let me rephrase that, I don't know what it means.  There I said it.  This will not increase the price of bread nor will me not knowing what it means affect me, or will it*thinks hard*, am not exactly Jacob Zuma.  NOPE, it wont.  *laughing in my head* feel like am talking to my second fake head as it is.

I promise to look it up, when am not so exhausted from walking in the sun the whole day.  

P.S.  Whatevs<<<<<private joke for my PR people in the full time class.

My day with JungLee

So today I met up with Jung-Lee for what was supposed to be our Research group meeting.  We sat and tried to do the work and then we decided eff this lets do something fun...it is such a beautiful day outside.  So I have been in Cape Town for a couples of months now *yawn* and have not really done much, but eat.  So I tell Lee to be the Capetonian since his been here for 4 years and am the tourist and he must take me to where I have not been...Off to Muizenberg we went.

This is a terrible picture I took from my blackberry...in Muizenberg we walked around, which I enjoyed, my hair enjoyed the fresh sea breeze.  The people were staring at us the whole time, totally hilarious.  After walking, Lee suggested we go to Kalk Bay for lunch.

Lee took this picture, I totally look like a loser, no posing, just standing...bleh.  We had a lovely lunch at a place called Kalky's and walked around some more.  I am sure my legs are still shocked on the work out they got.  We found a little park and just chatted, it really was a nice day to be spent outside.  Today I learnt more about Lee and why he decided to come study in South Africa of all places.  

I tried something new, may my curiosity never be quenched...so that I have more of such days.