Anger = Motivation

I am so sorry I haven’t been a diligent blogger for a while now. I just had no motivation, but then I got angry and well, anger is a great motivator.

You know, I always said that I don’t want to write about politics on my blog, especially not South African politics. But I just cannot keep quiet about this.

I am a proud supporter of the DA (a South African political party, the Democratic Alliance). I feel they have a positive outlook for South Africa which includes all races and is built on equality. They strive for South Africa to move forward, out of this “race” rut, where everything is not just about race, but actually about building a better South Africa. They want South Africa to have a good infrastructure, a thriving economy; they want us to be corruption free and a place where criminals are apprehended. As a South African, is that not what we want for this country? Or is it that people in South Africa just want to fight all the time? If they don’t have anything to moan and groan about or people to blame and be rude to, they are not happy?

The reason for all of this anger towards my country? The DA have now progressed and elected a young, vibrant, black woman as the party’s leader in Parliament. This young lady is called Lindiwe Mazibuko. And she is amazing. However, you would not believe how much negative reaction this has caused from the public’s side. There are two news sites, Nuus 24 and News 24, one being predominantly read by Afrikaans speaking individuals and the other mainly by English speakers. So, here to follow is a summary of the reactions to the article about Lindiwe’s sucess.

Nuus 24: She is black that is the only reason she was chosen. More black people are coming to take over our country. She is taken away work from white South Africans who could have done the job better that her.

News 24: She is too young she has no experience. They just chose her to get black people’s vote. She is under-qualified. She is only doing this for attention and when things get to hot she will be bought by the ANC.

There were a lot of other comments and there was some positive feedback, but this is just to show you, the reader, something. That no matter what happens in this country people will always be moaning and fighting. Come on people! Half of you are angry that she is black; half of you are moaning she is too young. Get over it. Stop fighting and rather use that energy in a positive way by trying to make this country better. No race in this country is going to disappear, so look past skin colour and see the human behind it.

This to me is remarkable step. Yes, she is young. This brings a fresh outlook and new ideas along with it that in turn will lead to the DA being even greater and having even better ideas for our country. Why are you angry that she might attract supporters of the other political parties? This means that THE DA MIGHT ACTUALLY WIN THE ELECTIONS! And then this country might actually live up to its potential.

I don’t understand it. Maybe the reason for all this negativity and fighting is because that is all that South Africans are used too. I think it is because for 46 years there was only fighting and oppressing going on and people are scared that this is what South Africa will revert back too. But I think South Africa has seen what that could do to a country and hopefully the right political party will become our leader and that will not happen again. I want you to take that fear you are harboring and turn it into something positive rather. Be more tolerant of all races, be more accepting. Make a conscious decision to stop being an ass and make South Africa better.

GO LINDIWE!! 🙂

Go South Africa! And Lindiwe!

October 28, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , , , . Politics. 1 comment.

An eventful weekend part 2

Now, for the second part of my weekend journey. We left for Franskraal at 19:00, but due to unfortunate events we only arrived there at exactly 24:00. Wondering why a maximum two and a half hour trip took us five hours? Firstly, the battery of the car I was driving in died due to the radio and inside light being on while we waited for the rest of the bunch to arrive. It wasn’t serious though and just needed a little push to start. Secondly, one of my friends had to be picked up in Stellenbosch and in the dark the driver (and person giving directions) got a bit confused. Thirdly, on our way there the one car got a flat tyre. The friend who’s car it is did not have a jack (ladies, please put the following in your car for emergencies: a jack, a spare tyre, a flashlight, a spanner, a cloth), but luckily the other car did. Unfortunately, the jack did not lift the car high enough for the tyre to be able to be put on the disc, so someone had to literally LIFT the car. Thankfully, we had a very strong male to help us (just a little bit earlier he had still joked and showed us he could lift the car up a little, then he actually had to lift it really high). Oh before I forget, some strong girls helped with the lifting too.

Yes, this was not our night. But it gets worse! When we arrived we opened the windows for fresh air to come in, we packed everything out, we switched on the lights, everyone got a tour and then we ate and started playing Pig-Out. This is a drinking game. And so we started the celebrations of two close friends’ birthdays! I am not going to go into the details as I don’t want to embarrass anyone on the internet. Bed time was at about 5:00.

At 7:00, we were awoken by a male voice asking who would like to go and watch the rugby. There were no volunteers. I think everyone got up at about 9:00 and then one friend realized that his wallet and phone was missing. This was worrying as it was in the house the whole time right next his massive camera bag, about 4 handbags, another camera and a whole bunch of other stuff standing in the living room. So, he tracked it on the computer and we went on a treasure-hunt looking for the goods in a “scary” part of Gansbaai (it’s an informal settlement in Gansbaai, how scary can it be? The worst thing that ever happens there is abalone poaching) and decided to call the cops. Two friends and I decided to stay in the car, but the others went on a hunt in a field where they cornered some guys that apparently were only smoking dope. We suspect that when they saw the cops and started running the phone was hidden somewhere in that field, but not somewhere to be located quickly. Maybe it was underneath something or buried? It was all very exciting to listen to as they had to chase them and corner them while one of my friends was wearing flip-flops and the other stokies slippers (he was also carrying the laptop). Can you imagine what a funny picture that would make?

The rest of the weekend went smoothly though with lots of delicious food, a walk on the beach, nice weather on Saturday, some more Pig-Out, hilarious conversations, some guys having to wear make-up due to a dare and a coin flip, fake tattoos being given to everyone and some much-needed sleeping-in for me on Sunday. All-in-all it was a great weekend-away with a bunch of special friends!

I just need to add that I love my friends and I value them a lot. I can come across as being a bit cold at times and a bit emotionless, so I am stating it on the internet for everyone to see 🙂 without them there are lots of special memories that would not exist today.

And to end… in my pants! 😉 you had to be there to appreciate it.

P.s. I will put the pics up soon…

September 22, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , . Holiday. Leave a comment.

An eventful weekend part 1

So, I had quite an eventful weekend! From eating great food at a primary school to getting a flat tyre on our way to Franskraal to going into a sketchy area tracking a stolen phone to great adventures while playing Pig-Out.

It will be too much information and photographic evidence for me to be able to fit it into one entry, so you can expect numerous entries from me during the week.

To start, on Friday directly after work I went through to the school where my mom is a teacher. They were having a food festival where each grade gets a different country and they then need to sell food from that country. 

It was such a lovely idea and the way it was organized was brilliant. And the food I had was delicious! I filled myself to the brim. The various countries and their food varieties were Japan (spring rolls), New Zealand (Pavlova), Scotland (Great Scott! – make your own gingerbread man), France (pancakes, Quiche, chocolate mousse), U.S.A. (hamburgers, cheese grillers, doughnuts), Italy (pizza, spaghetti), England (tea, pastries, cake), South Africa (boerewors/sausage rolls, vetkoek, potjiekos, koeksisters) and there was a Halaal stall too (samoosas, rooties, breyani).

My personal favourites were South Africa, Japan, Italy, England, France and the Halaal stall. Here are some pictures to give you an idea of how awesome and creative it was.

U.S.A.

Italy flying their flag

South Africa

Boerewors for everyone

French dessert

Cute french outfits

Purrrr-fect

A frenchy expertly rolling my pancake

England's decorated tables

Vetkoek only in South Africa

Scotland's creativity

Make yourself a Scottish gingerbread man

Proudly South African potjiekos

Making the potjie

Yes, I had food from most of these places. I stuffed myself. And I took some take-aways for the road to Franskraal. So, this was the first fun part of my weekend. Stay tuned for the rest to follow later in the week 🙂 it’s going to be exciting!

September 20, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Holiday. 1 comment.

Music makes the world go round

I don’t know how you feel about music. But since I was born, music has played a very big part in my life. Here is an example to show you just how much music I listen to in a day.

I get up in the morning and put on the radio to listen to the traffic reports and the news, but I am listening to music too (and unfortunately the most annoying laughter and chatter from the presenters).

When I drive I have the radio or a CD on.

At work I listen to music on my iPod or on the internet.

When I am at home there is always music playing in my room, be it on my laptop or a CD or the radio. (Except when I sleep, then I need absolute silence and darkness.)

When I go to gym I listen to my iPod or VH1 on the machine.

So, as you can see there is always a tune playing somewhere. Plus when I must have a silent moment there is always a song playing in my head, I think they call it ear-worms? That’s when you can’t get a song out of your head. It happens to me all the time!

What this constant sound of music in my life does though, is it makes me associate certain memories, occurrences and people with certain songs. This is great! But sometimes the music is associated with bad/sad memories and I actually don’t listen to that particular song for a while until I feel that memory hurts less.

One of the interesting things is, we all attribute different meanings to different songs. We don’t all think that one song means one thing. Unless you personally know the artists, you don’t know what he was trying to say. You have your own interpretation and maybe someone else’s. But in the end, art is what you want it to be for you. By analysis of words and emotions it brings up in you, you make a decision as to what you want this song to mean to you.

I wanted to share this song with you. It’s Skinny Love by Bon Iver, but it is the Das Kapital rerub. Skinny Love is an incredible song in its own right – nice acoustic guitar, beautiful lyrics and Justin Vernon’s voice is raw with passion and emotion. But this mix is just awesome! Whenever I feel a bit down, I play this and instantly my head is bobbing to it, I’m humming along and I just feel my mood lift. Take a listen and let me know what you think…

P.s. Thanks to http://www.themostdefinitely.com/ for introducing me to this song 🙂 I found it there. Oh and thanks to soundcloud for the clip. And thanks to Justin Vernon for making sad-love sound so beautiful (yes, this was my interpretation of the song). And thanks to Das Kapital for lightening my mood every time.

September 12, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , . Uncategorized. 2 comments.

And this one time… I stayed in a hotel!

Happy Spring day! So, in honour of all things pretty and girly I am posting some pictures of a very chic hotel I had the privilege to stay in. The Colosseum in Century City! It’s a 4 star hotel and it has the coolest wallpaper ever!  I love it! Thanks to the good friend who invited me 🙂

 Please note: I am not a professional photographer and don’t aspire to be one; thus these photos do not look as trendy as I would wish. Enjoy!

Comfy bed

 And yes, the bed was comfy. Soft pillows you sink into and a fluffy duvet.

Soft pillows

Pretty light

The whole suite had modern lighting.

Beautiful wallpaper

This wallpaper blew my mind! I want it!

Mini kitchen

And there was light!

Creative print

Check it out here: http://www.proteahotels.com/protea-hotel-colosseum.html

September 1, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , . Holiday. 2 comments.

It was B-I-G

No, not that! And it’s not “what she said”. I know what you were thinking of and you should be ashamed 😉

We live in South Africa which is on the African continent. And when people from certain overseas countries hear this, they instinctively ask questions like: “Do you live in a hut? Do you have a pet lion? Do you ride around on elephants?”

The answer in my head usually goes: “Did you just fall out from space you fucking moron. No, get clued up. We live in a normal city like you. It has an infrastructure thus we drive in cars. And no, “pet lions” do not exist, but please do visit the Kruger National Park and try to pet the friendly cats. It will do humanity some good to have you removed from this planet.” But the real answer goes: “No, to all of the above.” (Accompanied by a sarcastic fake smile).

But sometimes it feels like we do live in the bush. I am talking about when the “pets” that inhabit our garden decide to invade our home during winter. These “pets” are fiercely frightening creatures called Rain Spiders. They should be called “peek-a-boos”. Why do you ask?

Spider peeking out

Well, you’ll be walking around in the house when suddenly something above your head catches your eye. “Peek-a-boo! I see you!” the spider calls. You let out a scream like a girl (wait I am a girl) You let out a scream like a frightened four-year-old and you freeze. Too scared to move, because if you do, it might jump on you due to it being frightened by your sudden movement. You close your eyes and hope you are imagining yourself. But then you’re like: “No! If my eyes are closed I can’t see him”. So, you open them and slowly back away. When you are far enough out of jump-range you do a little funny shake/shrug dance while making a shivering sound.

Spiderman(size)

This is the effect these spiders have on people. Even on men.

We have had five of these visitors in one month (enough to traumatize anyone out of their jolly mind), even though our house is clean. The thing is, they can sense when it is going to rain and they start making their way to shelter and warmth. And well, what better place is there than a warm house?

Spider thug

How to get rid of a rain spider.

  1. You do not kill it. They are actually pretty magnificent creatures.
  2. You either catch it in a towel or you do the old glass bottle with cardboard or paper at the opening and place it outside as far away from the house as possible. Maybe even in the neighbours’ garden.
  3. Good luck with point one and two, because by the time you have to remove it you have worked yourself into such frenzy you are ready to poop your pants.

But all of this shows you something. Humans did not inhabit the places where suburbia is situated today. Suburbia came and disturbed the ecosystem of the world. The rain spider must actually be catching us and placing us in bottles, because we came and invaded their home looking for warmth and shelter.

P.S. Imagine how awesome it would be to ride on elephants and have pet lions. Nice! However, imagine how the world would be if rain spiders where big enough to catch humans and place them in bottles. Gross.

August 26, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , . Uncategorized. 1 comment.

Avoid if possible

I’ve been working in publishing for nine months now and there is something I have come to realise: there is a certain type of person who should not work in publishing, and that type is ME! Why would I think this?

Well, people like me make other people nervous.

This is a conversation my direct manager and I had. Please note: my direct manager is a lady who is not fazed by anything.

DM: Hey dude

Me: Hey!

DM: Have you been in my office lately? No wait. Have you seen my desk lately?

Me: – Swivelling my chair around looking into her office – Yes. Why?

DM: Dude, my desk is chaotic, but yours makes me anxious! – Looks at my desk like it is launching a paper-attack on her

Desk on the left side

Desk on the right side

Yes, my desk looks like a mini nuclear paper bomb has been dropped. Here’s the thing though, I know where everything is. If you had to come to my desk and ask for last months proposal forms, I know where to find it. I know it’s under last months stuff lying on the left corner of my desk (somewhere). 

I would probably make a really good hoarder one day.

Friend: Hey you! Where is that card I gave you in Grade 5?

Me: Oh the one with the pink frills? It’s in pile row number five of room eight under the old Cosmopolitan magazines from 2008.

Friend: Wow.

Anyway, I still love my job and my chaotic desk does not affect my ability to do it. Plus I am pretty sure I would not fit into any other industry 🙂

August 17, 2011. Tags: , , , , , . Uncategorized. 1 comment.

Be wise… Take a quiz

So, because I am a serious animal lover with too much time on my hands I did a few online quizzes about what type of dog would one day suit my family/house/me. The person who created this was clever, because many families end up with dogs that they give away after a few months because they are too active or they bite or they are too big, etc.  

My answers went something like this.

1. Where do you live?

Apartment, duplex, house with small garden, house with big garden, farm.

(Obviously I cannot foretell the future so these are all based on my hopes and dreams. Also, I am trying to be realistic, and even though I would love to live in a house with a massive garden I do not know if I will be able to afford that. I work in publishing not law.)

2. Do you want a child-friendly dog?

A)     Yes, because I have like three children and want more.

B)      Yes, because I have one child.

C)      Nah, I hate children and my dog should eat them.

(Once again I am being realistic. I am not very fond of children, I like my nephews and nieces and that’s about it. But I wouldn’t mind having one. And if for some weird reason it’s twins I wouldn’t mind having two, but that’s where it is going to end. Also, I don’t know how rich I’ll be and children make money disappear like Lego blocks and once again, I work in publishing not law.)

3. Are you active?

A)     Yes, my dog needs to take me for a run.

B)      In moderation, my dog needs to take walks.

C)      No, my dog needs to be a couch potato like me.

(Realistically, I run at the gym, so my dog won’t be going there. But I won’t mind taking it for strolls along the beach or to the park and throwing the ball.)

4. How often do you want to groom your dog?

A)     All the time. I would brush him like I brushed my Barbie’s hair.

B)      Sometimes, I don’t want fluff everywhere.

C)      I would prefer a dog that does not take a lot of grooming.

D)     What is grooming?

(I would love a dog with fluffy hair, but I am lazy when it comes to grooming. I hardly brush my own hair, but I won’t mind giving him a quick brush every now and again and bathing him.)

5. Do you want a guard dog?

A)     Uhm helloooo! I live in South Africa! Duh!

B)      My dog should bark when someone tries to enter my property.

C)      I said I want a couch potato.

(Be realistic people. You might live in South Africa, but that doesn’t mean you want a dog that attacks every living thing that enters your property. You can get a dog that alerts you when something in the environment changes, but that doesn’t attack without question.)

6. Do you want a toy, medium or large breed?

A)     Toy.

B)      Medium.

C)      Large.

D)     No preference.

(I really don’t mind since I want a small and a big dog. Ha! Tricked you, quiz.)

Okay, that’s all the questions I can remember. Here were the top choices I got from three different quizzes.

Whippet

Greater Swiss Mountain Dog

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Landseer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am excited about this and it’s only for the future me 🙂 Which one do you think I should get?

What kind of dog would suit you?

Be wise and take a quiz before deciding to buy an animal 🙂

August 15, 2011. Tags: , , . Uncategorized. 1 comment.

Enjoy the scenery

I think I am a hard worker who deserves to have some time off when the occasion presents itself. And it presented itself last weekend. I took Monday off and turned it into a long weekend (with Tuesday being a public holiday) and it was absolutely worth it 🙂

Friday started with some delicious sushi and a few fun games of foosball with five of my close friends.

On Saturday, my love and I took the road to Ceres to visit his sister and her husband and their cute little girl on the farm. We had a good drive there with snow decorating the mountain tops and baboons sitting along the road. When we arrived there we were first greeted by their two dogs, Jesse the cocker spaniel and Boo a.k.a. Kahlua who is a pure mix breed (see their pics below), and then the family.

Jesse the cocker spaniel

Kahlua the pure mix breed

We had a great time there, with my love’s sister making yummy food every day. Our hosts spoiled us rotten and they are easy to talk to. For someone like me who has serious communication issues that is a major PLUS.

On Sunday we went for a walk in the veld and a drive on the bakkie. I felt like such a plaasmeisie with my hair blowing in the wind while standing on the back of the bakkie. Here are some photos of the picturesque scenery.

Snow on the mountain

Pretty tree

Their own park

Eden on the farm

As you can see, it is beautiful. Sadly, our trip had to end and we took the drive home. But Monday was another big day, because I got to see The Used live! And to my surprise, also P.H.Fat, Lark and Fokofpolisiekar. Man, I was so happy 🙂 Lark was amazing! Inge Beckmann’s voice is so strong and full of life. Plus she wore this black cape thing that looked really cool! If I had to wear it people might mistake me for an extreme weirdo, but it suited her style and way of being.

As usual Fokofpolisiekar got the crowd going, they just know how to amp people up for a show. The show ended with The Used who blew my mind. It was amazing hearing those songs that I have listened to since high school being played live. Songs that I related to when I was younger that are filled with so many memories. Now I have made new memories with those same songs.

Thanks to everyone who made my long weekend super special 🙂

August 11, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Holiday. Leave a comment.

Irritation

What exactly is irritation?

It is that feeling you get when everything at work is flowing smoothly, your work is up-to-date, you are in a good mood, your bread for lunch looks delicious and then suddenly, BOOM! Your very old colleague who is older than your boss/your mom/your gran/really old people comes and patronizes you while you were trying to do something nice for her before she even started working here, because you knew she was going to have trouble catching up. You try to stay calm, because your mom taught you to be a nice Afrikaans girl with good manners and respect for older people. But you feel it. The itch. Creeping up your neck, spreading to your ear, into your hair. It feels like everything is itching. Your fingers start drumming, your eyes start to glaze over and your ears are buzzing. But you stay calm (even though everyone has been telling you your face gives you away and you should never try playing poker professionally). You stay calm even though you have images in your head where you are telling her to go away and be old somewhere else. Rude, rude, rude. You stay calm until exactly the second she leaves then you plug-in your earphones and blast the music very loudly while having rude thoughts about her having to stay away from work for a while (obviously you don’t want her to die, you just want her to go away and bother someone else) and you type up a blog entry. It’s not like you can go and punch something, or go run the treadmill at the gym or do anything that would put your irritation to good use.

And you think: I don’t hate old people, I love them. They give me sweets and money and they know how to bake fresh bread. But god damn it, that lady makes me see seven shades of red and black dots every time she creeps up behind me and asks me what I am doing at the EXACT moment I take a five minute break to check out damnyouautocorrect.

Mood = ruined.

The face of irritation

August 10, 2011. Tags: , , , , . Uncategorized. 1 comment.

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