an unfortunate series of events

Thursday, September 07, 2006

a little bit more...

I am ten years younger than my oldest brother and eight years younger than my second brother. I was NOT a mistake as my boyfriend loves to remind me! I was very much planned, just a bit later than expected. The fact that my parents were getting on a bit, and maybe a bit rusty could explain alot... like the fact that my brothers got it all; the intellectual capability, the looks and the charm! It is a good thing I am not bitter or resentful ;)
One thing I believe I was blessed with is humour,however im not sure if people are laughing with me or at me? When I had my unfortunate vehichle accident I asked my darling boyfriend whether he still loved me even though I resembled something out of a horror film, he replied that he will love me no matter what and that I am now his little Scab! To my dismay the name has stuck and now when ever my housemates introduce me to someone new it goes something like this; "Hi Tom, meet my friend scab..." It is at this point I want to melt into the ground and Tom normally walks away.

Monday, September 04, 2006

university life

Hi all! apologies for not updating my blog sooner, life has been so hectic lately!
I am in second year university, studing in Pietermaritsburg, South Africa. I am studing a BA, Media and Communications, and am loving it! Anyone who is interested in studying in South Africa should definately consider coming to the university of kzn.

The local club in town, actually the only club in town, had its 10th birthady bash last week thursday, and I decided to have a nite out with the girls. Thankfully i did not fall out of any moving vehicles, and surprisingly I did not have that much to drink, so that when I woke in the morning I actually felt pretty good. The point of this story is that I was able to survey the scene from a sober standpoint,and came to the realisation that when one drinks they revert back to some prehistoric form of being. Those beautiful, sophisticated girls I admired at the beginning of the evening, suddenly did not seem so sophisticated, and the 'gentlemen' who so kindly offered to buy me a drink were now knocking me over on the dancefloor and having competitions to see who was capable of eating the most glass! (yes there are actually people who have competitions to see who can chew the most glass.)