Johannesburg in 2011

Sleep is for the weak, so they say... Well I am man down today. I am so out of it all. Sitting by my office desk, thinking of getting myself the custom-made toothpicks for eyes that are usually used on cartoon characters. I mean it's only Tuesday??? FML, SMH, OMF!!!

However, in other news, I have decided to experience Johannesburg in a more creative, lively and cultured way. I have spent the last couple of years hopping from one club dancefloor to the next. I have tried Hush, Latinova, The Bank, Moloko, Taboo, Inc and the list goes on... I am done with partying every weekend. It drains not only my energy but my bank account.

I have decided to spend my money on finer experiences with people that matter. Hopefully, I can post my experiences as they go. I know I am bad with posting frequently but I will try.

This Thursday we are going to watch the Mozart Requiem Opening Concert in Park Town. The concert is in commemoration of Mozart, one of the world's greatest composers of classical music. He would have been 250 years old this year.

 I won't lie I am no fan of classical music but I'm gonna see what I can get out of being at a live orchestra performance. Will try take pictures and post some feedback on that.




A major update that should  have probably been at the beginning of this post is that I have a boyfriend!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! How crazy and funny is that???!!!

He is such a gem. I have never dated anyone with such a kind heart as his. I could write about how funny he is, coz that is usually one of the most important things I look for, he ticks that box on my checklist. What I need to emphasise, which is of greater meaning to me, is that he really and genuinely cares about me and what is best for me. There was a night we were hanging out when we were still fresh into things and I just broke down into tears. I was so overwhelmed by how lovely he was to me, I almost felt like I didn't deserve to be treated so well. It dawned on me that I have been with guys in the past that have been so selfish and destructive to my soul. I have always had to be so strong and guarded. With him I am so relaxed and I can just be who I am.

Oh man, I can't type anymore. I'm so drowsy, I can barely see what I am typing. Lemme go try sleep in the bathroom for the last 20 minutes left.

Mr Delusional meets your Evolved Self

Ok, I must apologise for the yucky appearance of my blog. It looks like someone puked their christmas pudding that happened to have mustard in it. For some reason I choose to play around with the design of my blog during office hours and then it gets stuck on the yucky themes. Well anywho, after being held at gunpoint by my cousin @MissNySho on Twitter for not posting in years I decided it was high time I came and blabbered a little.

Today my sisters and I were having a lengthly discussion about delusional men and how women have evolved over time. There are some men out there that still think they can faff around on YOUR time and expect to find you sitting where they left you while they were having their cake and chowing it. They fail to see that while they are trying to decide between you and another girl, the evolved woman in you is moving the fuck forward and when they finally wake up and smell the stale, cold coffee, you can barely remember what he was good for.

This delusional man will go AWOL on your ass, you won't hear from him in two whole days because he was 'too busy' or 'didn't feel like talking to anyone". ANYONE?

Mr Delusional will waste your sweet time in the relationship with his stinking arrogant attitude, acting like your Evolved Self begged to be in the relationship. You may ask him why he has locked his phone with an 8 character password or why he goes to whisper in his room when he gets a call at 11pm, or why you have to keep reminding him that you exist and he is lucky to have you. You could find yourself begging for sex because it's been a BLAZING HOT MINUTE since you got some decent shags. Your Evolved Self might even find yourself wondering why he never calls and only communicates with you on Gtalk or when he has an sms bundle.

The day always comes when your Evolved Self dumps the deluded effer and the funniest thing is that Mr Delusional catches a hot wake up clap only to find that you aren't going back to his shit. I am glad to say that women are evolving, thanks to the help of the many Mr Delusional's we have dated. We used to stick around for that crap, we may even still be in a rut facing that crap but we are evolving and those clueless twits will be left with no choice but to catch a wake up.

This here post goes out to all the deluded effers that didn't know what time it was.

Thanks

This post is all about gratitude. My close friend Tendi (to the right) got her work permit today after waiting since May for it. It got denied and after days of prayer and fasting it is finally out!!!

The struggles we face in life are all tests and lessons. At the end of the day, God is in control. Life in our twenties is full of emotional turmoil, second guessing, self esteem issues, fucking weight gain, scandals, the works. Its all a learning process. Will we ever know who we are? Will we ever know what its all about?

Whatever the case, I feel sooooo grateful to God for friendship, for opportunities, education, family, life.

Life oh life

My big eyes hurt. They hurt not because I have been crying about a
silly boy but becoz I am typing this post at midnight when I shud be
sleeping and my eyes are always glued to this blackberry and my work
PC screen. But sore eyes won't get in the way of me and this moment.
This is a momentous occasion, I am chatty and there is COMPLETE
silence around me. This is priceless. I can actually think and hear my
inner thoughts.

Well, Hello. Hi :) Life on my end is so fast paced. Its like I'm in an
underground train with no stops. It just keeps moving. Funny coz this
time last year I felt like I was waiting at a train stop, for a train
that didn't seem to be arriving. Life has changed. I couldn't have
predicted my current situation three months ago. I had just quit my
job and was ready for uncertainty. Now I find myself in a rather
predictable routine and who would've guessed I'd be here.

A scary thing I try not to admit is that I get bored of routine. I
love the thrilling experience of not knowing, daring to take risks,
moving forward into something new, kind of like reinventing myself as
I grow up. I am soooo happy in my job, I really am, but do I have
staying power? Guess we'll have to wait and see...

I miss sex. I don't get it these days. Actually, its been a WHILE. I
also miss that stalkerish company that only comes with a boyfriend.
Sharing a bed and cuddling is as rare as shooting stars nowadays and
getting kissed only happens with meaningless randoms that have the
taste of alcohol pasted to their tongues.

It is, however, amazingly refreshing to answer to noone but me. To
wake up everyday and just be able to be myself, independent of someone
else. To not have to bicker with someone or constantly take another
person's feelings into consideration when I'm about to get up to no
good. Ah...the single life!

I have started making pretty skirts that I am selling at rather fair
prices. My only problem is juggling work and meeting the demand for my
skirts. As is I am failing dismally to get this fashion ish started.
Life is hard and growing up even harder, fuck what ya heard!

I'm off to sleep now. The day ahead of me is calling and at this rate
I won't have battery to answer if I don't recharge now...

God's speed. Xxx

Susha

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Halla

It has been way over a month since I visited this place and shared
some rants with you all. Life has been such a blur to me, all I see
when I look back is the faces of the people I got to bar and club hop
with, the people I got home at 5am in the morning, woke up to a
hangover with and did it all over again like for 6 straight weeks
with. I also get flashes of my first days in the office when I barely
knew who I was there and what I was doing.

My communication skills have been appalling, all my friends can atest
to that. It makes me so sad. I think growing up is taking a toll on my
social side and now I see why adult life is lived with such few
friends. I go through so many thoughts, calculations, deadlines and
calls in a day that when I get home my brain is still working on
overdrive and I'm trying so hard to unwind and relax and get in touch
with Pam. Today is the first morning in a loooong time, that I have
woken up alone, with nothing to do on the agenda. And it is the
scariest thing. I can't find Pam. I am sooo used to being busy or
having someone close that I have kind of lost me for a moment.

I spoke to a blast from the past, my ex non boyfriend that I flung
with last year. We haven't spoken in a coupled of months coz there was
nothing more to say. He had moved on with a new gf and all. I had
finally come to terms with the fact that it was the END. And then he
decides to call me from the sky!!! I was at work when he called and I
slipped out vof the office drama and into a rather schizo convo.
He was telling me he had a few glasses of wine and missed me. Alluded
to the fact that he misses me quite often, wanted to see me. He took
the time out to highlight that he is leaving this Sunday and asked me
90 times where my offices were. Oh my friggin days! Guys are such
opportunists!!! He probably just wanted a quick fix! I don't know how
I feel. But I don't wanna see him. Nah ah.

So like I said I am sitting in bed trying to get in touch with Pam and
a big indicator that I am not in touch is my not being aware of how I
feel about ex-non-bf calling. Ah. Whatevs.

Work is cool, I'm loving it. Its just this week was soooo intense for
me. I am a campaign manager in training. So I assist a campaign
manager to learn what the role entails. This Friday she was away in
Cape Town and I had to be her. It was flames!!!!!!! Heeeee

Oh man got to go! Miss you all

Xxx

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