Outfit: 2/10
I need to realise that clearly I am not a super-trendy dresser. At least this year’s outfit was a step up from Synergy, where my friends basically re-dressed me. I didn’t see what was wrong with my cargo shorts and peak cap – it was comfortable, dammit!
However, mini-pants and a little top just don’t cut it. There were festival dresses and cute little boots and those new stupid shoes that are part-sandal, part-ankle bandage. Everyone was far trendier than I was but at least my feet didn’t hurt after…
Party spirit: 8/10
Very excited girl that I was, I made sure to attend almost all of the bands all day. Save for my 15-minute power nap in the very cool and very cosy Ray-Bans tent, I was up front doing the dance most of the day.
I even danced to HHp and made the circle bigger.
Despite being a 10th wheel (or so, I lost count of the couples in the end), I wasn’t disheartened and insisted they party with me all night.
Stamina: 6/10
While some of my friends wouldn’t agree (i.e. the ones who kept telling me I was ‘lame’ for not spending the night in the electro tent), my stamina was higher than the rest of the party that faded before 12.
Something that amuses me no end though is how people try to justify their peer pressuring by stating truisms over and over. An example is, ‘You have to stay up all night.’ Why? ‘Because it’s Rocking the Daisies!’ Er, apparently that is validation enough for doing just about anything.
Greenness: 9/10
I didn’t shower once!
Also, I threw everything in the dustbin, including that which wasn’t mine. I only ate things that have been recycled already (Samoosas) and I made sure I danced out all the liquid I drank so I didn’t have to dispose of it with chemicals (also, porto-loos make me very uncomfortable so I was doing anything to avoid them).
Monday, October 11, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Cape Town: a million; Joburg: none
As a born-and-bred Joburgian, I often find myself defending it on grounds that I have family there, that it’s really ‘so much better when you know it’ and honestly, it’s not that bad. All of this is true, but sometimes Cape Town just rises up to the challenge and blows all of those other arguments out of the water.
For example, my family is here. It gets better every time you get to know it more. And it’s really all that good.
I picked the boy up from the airport yesterday. We drove out of Shanty town and along the beachfront in Mouille Point, where we stopped at a little seaside café.La Vie Restaurant We ordered fresh ocean mussels drowned in garlic, butter and white wine sauce. Yes, I know you can get mussels in Joburg, but you sure as hell can’t smell them on the beach as you eat them.
After smashing down a plateful of pizza, we thought we needed something to take our minds off our full bellies. We moseyed along down to the Waterfront for a ‘look’ at the boat cruises. It ended up being a haggling experience with the boat promoters swooping down on us like seagulls when you are eating fish and chips. In the end we settled on the classic ‘Spirit of Victoria’. The boat left at 4pm on calm-as-a-lake seas as we sailed out of the harbour. The spirit is a beautiful old sailing ship, complete with mast and high sails. We were lucky enough to sit right up in front and feel the wind (created only by the movement of the boat, my physicist informs me) in our hair.
Our glasses were kept full to the brim of pretty pink champagne as head sailed towards Camps Bay. The water was so still we were able to see the hundreds of jellyfish and bluebottles floating past us. Unable to resist, the boy felt the need to try and scare me and ended up only making me spill a whole glass of champagne over my brand new white dress. Unimpressed, I sulked for about 5 minutes until we spotted dolphins.
Now, righteous female anger at juvenile male pranks is an all-important binding factor in any healthy relationship, but I am only human and there were DOLPHINS! The excited little girl inside me whose favourite colour is purple and who collects puppy-in-my-pockets leapt up and insisted we circle the boat around the dolphins to see more.
As if that wasn’t enough, we were able to see a whale playfully turning over and over onto her side, waving her flipper in the air. Apparently it’s calving season so there are lots close into the bay.
After that we headed back to our perfect little suburb of Stellenbosch to watch the sun set over the oak trees.
And yet again, Cape Town wins.
For example, my family is here. It gets better every time you get to know it more. And it’s really all that good.
I picked the boy up from the airport yesterday. We drove out of Shanty town and along the beachfront in Mouille Point, where we stopped at a little seaside café.La Vie Restaurant We ordered fresh ocean mussels drowned in garlic, butter and white wine sauce. Yes, I know you can get mussels in Joburg, but you sure as hell can’t smell them on the beach as you eat them.
After smashing down a plateful of pizza, we thought we needed something to take our minds off our full bellies. We moseyed along down to the Waterfront for a ‘look’ at the boat cruises. It ended up being a haggling experience with the boat promoters swooping down on us like seagulls when you are eating fish and chips. In the end we settled on the classic ‘Spirit of Victoria’. The boat left at 4pm on calm-as-a-lake seas as we sailed out of the harbour. The spirit is a beautiful old sailing ship, complete with mast and high sails. We were lucky enough to sit right up in front and feel the wind (created only by the movement of the boat, my physicist informs me) in our hair.
Our glasses were kept full to the brim of pretty pink champagne as head sailed towards Camps Bay. The water was so still we were able to see the hundreds of jellyfish and bluebottles floating past us. Unable to resist, the boy felt the need to try and scare me and ended up only making me spill a whole glass of champagne over my brand new white dress. Unimpressed, I sulked for about 5 minutes until we spotted dolphins.
Now, righteous female anger at juvenile male pranks is an all-important binding factor in any healthy relationship, but I am only human and there were DOLPHINS! The excited little girl inside me whose favourite colour is purple and who collects puppy-in-my-pockets leapt up and insisted we circle the boat around the dolphins to see more.
As if that wasn’t enough, we were able to see a whale playfully turning over and over onto her side, waving her flipper in the air. Apparently it’s calving season so there are lots close into the bay.
After that we headed back to our perfect little suburb of Stellenbosch to watch the sun set over the oak trees.
And yet again, Cape Town wins.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I am a hero. Yeah, I am.
Blood donation is such an important part of our modern lives, and yet so many people shy away from it because they’re squeamish, or don’t like blood or are just plain lazy. Unfortunately, that isn’t good enough. Joan Osborne 'Pensacola'
Donating blood once can save up to 3 people’s lives. 3 people. That’s a lot of lives to save by a simple 15 minute act of selflessness. Plus, there is free coke and cookies (yay) and really nice smiley nurses to make you feel a little better. More than that is the thought that the next child who is in a car accident can have my blood to save his life. It’s fairly inspiring stuff and it should motivate all of us to just get out there and do some good.
That said, there is a disturbing element of creepiness to the whole affair. Ultimately, there is a group of humans being herded together in a long queue to donate blood. We are milked for our life force like cattle. In fact, the Stellenbosch blood drive is called ‘The Big Bleed’. Hooking yourself up to a sucking machine to bleed out seems to hail back to medieval leeching treatments. If I didn’t know better, and I am beginning to think I don’t, I could consider a conspiracy theory about humans being farmed for darker purposes. Perhaps I watch too much sci-fi…Daybreakers
Maybe they should change it from the ‘Big Bleed’ to ‘Dexter’s Playground’?
Donating blood once can save up to 3 people’s lives. 3 people. That’s a lot of lives to save by a simple 15 minute act of selflessness. Plus, there is free coke and cookies (yay) and really nice smiley nurses to make you feel a little better. More than that is the thought that the next child who is in a car accident can have my blood to save his life. It’s fairly inspiring stuff and it should motivate all of us to just get out there and do some good.
That said, there is a disturbing element of creepiness to the whole affair. Ultimately, there is a group of humans being herded together in a long queue to donate blood. We are milked for our life force like cattle. In fact, the Stellenbosch blood drive is called ‘The Big Bleed’. Hooking yourself up to a sucking machine to bleed out seems to hail back to medieval leeching treatments. If I didn’t know better, and I am beginning to think I don’t, I could consider a conspiracy theory about humans being farmed for darker purposes. Perhaps I watch too much sci-fi…Daybreakers
Maybe they should change it from the ‘Big Bleed’ to ‘Dexter’s Playground’?
Friday, October 1, 2010
May I feel
A poem worth sharing - just in case you haven't read it yet
may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she
(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she
(let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she)
may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she
may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you're willing said he
(but you're killing said she
but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she
(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she
(cccome?said he
ummm said she)
you're divine!said he
(you are Mine said she)
may i feel said he
(i'll squeal said she
just once said he)
it's fun said she
(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she
(let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she)
may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she
may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you're willing said he
(but you're killing said she
but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she
(tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she
(cccome?said he
ummm said she)
you're divine!said he
(you are Mine said she)
25 things I didn't want to know about you (that I now do thanks to Facebook)
1. I eat rice with a fork.
2. I was fat in primary school. The wake of that horror has yet to subside.
3. I keep forgetting that Mandela isn't our President.
4. I have been pooped on by a monkey.
5. I am addicted to the ass-slap dance move. Sometimes I don't even notice I'm doing it.
6. When I finally told my now fiancé that I liked him (as in, liked him liked him), I drunkenly gave him the Anchorman line, "I want to be on you." He had only seen the movie once and had no idea what it was from.
7. Just because I realize that Asian women are smarter, more attractive, and have about themselves a generally superior level of class does not mean I have a fetish. Just that I'm racist.
8. I eat gummy bears by tearing them limb from limb and eating their heads last.
9. I can't grow hair on my arms.
10. Two of my best friends are under five feet tall and I have an intense fear of midgets.
11. I think yoga is incredibly spiritual. I know the Lord is with me in my naked downward-facing dog.
12. I was born with jaundice.
13. I was born pigeon-toed.
14. I was born with an extra kidney. I wish I could have sold it on the black market and made some money, but it was underdeveloped and did nothing but cause me to wet the bed until the standard 2.
15. I like to tape my thumbs to my hands to see what it would be like to be a dinosaur.
16. A horse once fell over while I was riding it.
17. I don't believe in democracy.
18. I cried when Spock died in Star Trek II.
19. I drink two glasses of wine every night before bed. Wait, did I just admit to alcoholism?
20. If you asked me to tell you my favorite movie, I would have a hard time not saying Titanic.
21. I once sent a teacher into early retirement by pretending to be a cheetah and swiping at her from under a desk.
22. I once ran into New Kids On the Block's Joey McIntyre in the lobby of an off-Broadway show. I told him he was the first boy I ever loved. He laughed and kind of smiled. This was the most gratifying moment of my life.
23. My friends say that when they shave my back, I purr like a walrus.
24. I don't understand what people see in the Godfather trilogy.
25. Sometimes I think pee smells like Cheerios.
2. I was fat in primary school. The wake of that horror has yet to subside.
3. I keep forgetting that Mandela isn't our President.
4. I have been pooped on by a monkey.
5. I am addicted to the ass-slap dance move. Sometimes I don't even notice I'm doing it.
6. When I finally told my now fiancé that I liked him (as in, liked him liked him), I drunkenly gave him the Anchorman line, "I want to be on you." He had only seen the movie once and had no idea what it was from.
7. Just because I realize that Asian women are smarter, more attractive, and have about themselves a generally superior level of class does not mean I have a fetish. Just that I'm racist.
8. I eat gummy bears by tearing them limb from limb and eating their heads last.
9. I can't grow hair on my arms.
10. Two of my best friends are under five feet tall and I have an intense fear of midgets.
11. I think yoga is incredibly spiritual. I know the Lord is with me in my naked downward-facing dog.
12. I was born with jaundice.
13. I was born pigeon-toed.
14. I was born with an extra kidney. I wish I could have sold it on the black market and made some money, but it was underdeveloped and did nothing but cause me to wet the bed until the standard 2.
15. I like to tape my thumbs to my hands to see what it would be like to be a dinosaur.
16. A horse once fell over while I was riding it.
17. I don't believe in democracy.
18. I cried when Spock died in Star Trek II.
19. I drink two glasses of wine every night before bed. Wait, did I just admit to alcoholism?
20. If you asked me to tell you my favorite movie, I would have a hard time not saying Titanic.
21. I once sent a teacher into early retirement by pretending to be a cheetah and swiping at her from under a desk.
22. I once ran into New Kids On the Block's Joey McIntyre in the lobby of an off-Broadway show. I told him he was the first boy I ever loved. He laughed and kind of smiled. This was the most gratifying moment of my life.
23. My friends say that when they shave my back, I purr like a walrus.
24. I don't understand what people see in the Godfather trilogy.
25. Sometimes I think pee smells like Cheerios.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
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