Don’t really feel like blogging…don’t really feel like doing anything for that matter… But I have about 30 minutes to kill and I refuse to do another millimeter of work!

This week is dragging out for ever… lingering…. Killing me softly… I need a weekend, no; actually a week would be better!

Going camping this weekend…yum yum… (not!!) Usually I’d be looking forward to roughing it… but geez, I’m tired, I’m in pain, and frankly, I’ve got better things to do! I’ve got nothing against anyone or anything that’s going with… could just do with a relaxing weekend at home, sleeping in my own bed, with my own pillow, waking up to the sound of my mom making me tea… a blissful, heavenly thought. But seeing that I’m “one of the boys” (apparently) I have no other choice than dragging along and pretending to be enjoying it. I’m gonna take a fishing rod…there’s an idea… that’ll keep me occupied for most of the time…

It’s funny how people’s behavior towards you starts changing when you stop jumping when they say “jump”! I’ve come to realize that the last couple of days. Just a thought…

On second thought, I’m gonna leave the office now… so what if it’s 15 minutes early….they’ll survive…

They say it’s in times of need that you start realizing who your true friends really are. They are the ones who’d stand by you through thick and thin. They are the ones who know you better than you know yourself. The ones who are “tuned into your frequency” so finely, that they know when something’s wrong, without you having to tell them.

What has happened to those friends of mine? I started spring cleaning my life this weekend…and now there’s nothing (no-one) left.

Dear friends,
Do you know that my dad has been in hospital since Saturday and that things are not looking good? It’s worsening to the extent that not enough blood is reaching his brain.
Do you know that I spent most of my time since Saturday at the hospital, even though I’m also sick as a dog, but can’t afford to stay home incase something happens to my dad?
Do you know that I’ve been trying since Saturday to find someone to comfort me, but no one is listening?
Do you know that my cell phone has been off for the last 2 days, and no one seems to notice?
Do you know about the wheel I burst on the highway in peek traffic?
Do you know that when you get upset with people because they can’t see your pain, they turn around and tell you to stop using them as punch bags?
Do you know that when you take someone on, they tell you to “vlieg in jou moer in”?
Do you know that I broke up with the guy from the Cape, because there’s only room for one person in his life, and that’s himself?
Do you know that I have had ENOUGH… but then again…WHO CARES??????????????

"Shallow men believe in luck...Strong men believe in cause and effect..."

So they broke into my dad’s house and our offices last night. By my “tone of voice” you can gather that I’m not really upset/surprised/mad… or anything. Nah, I’m getting so used to it, it’s not even funny anymore. Luckily the alarm went off and the suckers got a fright and ran away. My dad’s briefcase is still lying in the garden. We’re not allowed to touch it and see if anything’s missing, cause they haven’t taken finger prints yet (they phoned at 10am, and said they were “on their way”…I wonder if they’re coming from Durban?)

One of my friends emailed me this morning, asking what I regard as “my purpose on this earth”. It kinda got me thinking. I haven’t come up with anything yet. Hmmm… Maybe I’m not as special and invincible as I thought. Maybe there was just a few “human spares” left, and so it was put together to form me. Interesting concept…

I wonder if you’re considered to be a “bad person” if you thrive on revenge. As soon as I get hurt or feel like I’m not being treated fairly, I start plotting these thoughts in my head…knowing that I won’t feel better until I’ve… well, I can’t really say until I’ve taken revenge, cause more times than none, the other person usually doesn’t know about it…but at least it makes me feel better. How can I explain this…? Let’s just say “if they find out about it”, they’ll be…well, hurt I suppose… I guess this doesn’t quite make sense to you? Don’t fret, I know what I mean. I’m in one of “those” moods again today. Feel like I have to…do something… Just don’t know what yet…

I’m gonna go feed myself now…feed myself to the lions…hahaha. Just kidding, I’m hungry. Feel a Wimpy breakfast coming up (12:54 pm).

“When I look into the future, it’s so bright it burns my eye…”

(I wish)

Wednesday…or little Saturday (what a dumb term).

Went to the drive-in last night, thus didn’t get nearly enough sleep. Got impatient with the maid cause she was late for work this morning, then I realized… “Hey, the maid doesn’t work on a Wednesday”. Sigh…yeah; I was convinced it was Thursday. But alas!

It’s been another hectic day! Two days in a row, my study-plans just didn’t work out… I did a full chapter this morning…the idea was to revise at least 6! Oh well, nothing much I can do about it.

Weirdly enough, it hasn’t rained today. It ALWAYS rains on the 1st of September…or if it doesn’t rain, it’s still damn cold. Why do I figure that? Well, Spring-day at school is casual day. When we for one day, leave the smurfie socks and uniforms in the closet, and wear “civies” (alias civilian clothing). It used to be a big deal back then. “What are you gonna wear?” was the topic of discussion right through the month of August. And then, came September, everyone was braving the day in their skimpy new summer outfits…and froze to death the whole day. Fun fun fun…brings back memories…

I’m so tired, I can’t even think in English today… guess I’d better stop now… Yeah, I’m gonna go home and sleep…

Wait wait wait…one last thing… I told mr “Capie” that next weekend is the only weekend I can come visit him this month. If that doesn’t suit him, he’ll have to wait till the 3rd weekend in October; only then will I be available then. Would love to see his reaction. I know he was considering going to visit his folks that weekend…so I’m quite curious to see where I fit in his list of “priorities”…

That’s all for now…

“The safe way to double your money is to fold it over once and put it in your pocket…”

Friday!!!!!!!!! Wooooooooohooooooooooooooooo!!! Finally!! Wow….what a week!!

Come to think of it…I haven’t even blogged about last weekend…feels so long ago! Okay, let’s sort that out immediately.

Friday was one of those neverending days… waiting impatiently for time to tick-tick-tick by, so that I could fetch the capie at the airport. Got home at about 00:30 and (almost) immediately went to bed…

Saturday morning was kicked off with a heartily breakfast at Wonderboom Airport… omelettes with ham and cheese… Our confused waiter brought us toasted ham and cheese instead…we were not impressed and of course insisted that it be rectified straight away. Funny enough, we never saw our waiter for the rest of the morning…I have a funny feeling that he’s not working there anymore.

From there we set course to Mount Amanzi, Hartebeespoort dam. Nice resort with rivers, dams, luscious trees, the perfect getaway. The rest of the day was spent driving around, watching the rugby, and waiting for my brother to join us. Saturday night we had a braai…well, sort of… Seeing that the sun hardly ever shines in the Cape, “Capie” was so thrilled with the prospect of making fire, that he kept on stacking and stacking the wood, everytime it was almost ready to put the meat on… So eventually we ended up braaing our meat on the gas braai, while “Capie” was building his bonfire. Fun fun fun.

Sunday morning we went up the Cable way, (nice and windy, very scary gondolas!!), then we went for a tour at De Wildt Cheetah farm. If I knew in advance that it was gonna take 3 hours, I might have reconsidered doing it…But anyways, was not bad…

Monday (my birthday!! Woooohoo!!) the two men in my life made me breakfast, then we headed back home. The night we had a get-together at a Chinese restaurant… Credit is given to my best bud for the piece below…

Being the "experience" lover i am, i had the time of my life last night, as i was treated to a true japanese dinner. not the typical tourist kind, thus allowing me to really experience the culture. starting off with sushi and caviar with a soya dip and some green stuff that would burn lucifer out of hell, taken through the whole course including a soup with "curo tao", a good salad, prawns made just like i love it, fillet flame grilled with an excellent japanese sause. ending with deep fried milk. scary at first sight, but every bit as divine as the waitress.

A night very much appreciated, and thanx goes to my pic for the idea. learning ever more of the eastern culture. looking at the lovely waitress explaining the chop stix theory to me again, i can't help to wonder: if they manufacture all these great technological wonders in japan, why did they struggle so much to get a spoon right?

Afterwards I had to race to the airport to get “Capie” there in time (7 minutes before the boarding gates closed!!!) for his flight… Sigh…

“One of those days” is none of these days…

Woke up with a song in my heart this morning. Opened my curtain to witness the first spring rain… What a joy! 7:45 I walked to my car (15 minutes earlier than usual…what a bargain! No need to rush to work…). I got into my car, put my bag on the floor of the passenger seat…and then I got the funny feeling that something was…different. Why were all the papers that belong in my cubbyhole lying on the seat next to me? For a split second I thought someone was pulling a practical joke on me…But then it hit me: “someone was in your car, girl!!!” I looked back and my fear became a reality… I had no back window left!! My window was shattered on my backseats!! A cold hand clenched my heart as I tried to remember what I had left in my car the night before… I immediately felt under the passenger seat (I realized that I forgot my handbag there yesterday afternoon). Yeah, it was gone!!! Luckily I took my wallet and the memory card for my camera out the day before yesterday. But my passport was in there!!!! Bastards!! Now that’s the second passport that went missing. Lovely, I’ve been all over the world and I’ve got nothing to show for it!!! But that’s not all…. I have a built-in carphone in my car…well…HAD I mean. The idiots cut the cord and stole the handset!! Donno what they’re planning on doing with it, seeing that the rest of the phone is mounted under my seat!! They even unplugged my dad’s (ohoh!!) battery charger from the boot, stole my leather jackets, a pair of ostrich leather boots (that was made especially for me by an old friend), towels, duvets etc. What a sh*tty feeling!!! And of course the police never showed up to take a statement. Luckily I was not in any danger…they are so freaken useless!!!

“Difficulties come not to obstruct, but to instruct…”

Wow, blogging two days in a row… that explains why the weather is so eerie today.

Not much to say, still very tired, worse than yesterday. This is due to the fact that Mr Cape Town informed me last night that he can’t come through this weekend anymore. Any other weekend I would forgive him, but my BIRTHDAY weekend? No no no!! Everything has already been booked, arranged, planned, paid, etc etc. So last night I was too grouchy to sleep. But this morning he phoned me and said he managed to get out of his all important inauguration on Friday (he got elected as some “voorsitter of some or another important thing” in Somerset West. Just show how much I paid attention (I don’t listen well when I’m miserable).

So now everything is hunky dory again. I think I’m in the wrong line of work. I’m not supposed to be a PA or a commercial pilot; I must be an “Events Planner”. Nothing gives me more satisfaction that being hectically busy planning…well…anything! The more challenging, the better.