The Holidays Are Over

Yesterday. A Thursday of all days.
May just have been one of the worst days of my life to date.
Well I mean we all know i've had worst and I can't complain because I am sure there are many people that have far worse days than me and which are actually worth complaining about.

I woke up at 5:45 thinking it was 7:45 , which meant I would be late for school.I then got to school and went to the library to start finishing a  project due for that day which I couldn't finish the night before because I left the rubric in my locker.

The bell goes and I am off to register period only to find out that one of the members of my consumer studies group was absent, as we had a practical to do, and she was bringing the key ingredients. So there I was stressing about what to do. I decide to ask one of my "close" friends if they could drive to the shops during break to buy the ingredients we were missing but of course it is against the rules of the school and she can't break the rules for a friend in need. I resorted to asking one of the guys in my maths class, who isn't nearly as good a friend. He raced off in break while I slaved away at my project.

The practical went okay and I managed to hand in my project on time.
The main reason why the day was so terrible was due to the fact that all the friends I thought would do anything for me and help me in a time of need, weren't there for me and weren't able to help me. It sort of showed me who the true people are and who are willing to actually risk stupid "rules" for their friends.

Anyway. I am making a far greater deal out of this than it actually is but I just needed to vent somehow. it's the weekend and I am extremely happy.

It is the Cape Town Design Indaba which I will be attending tomorrow. I will post about all the glorious things I see tomorrow.

                 (bellie-bun)                 

you are my fairytale

Well it is in fact Wednesday today, which means that tomorrow is Thursday and I shall be leaving for waterpolo tour. Yes it is the one which I actually was not meant to go on but in the end they said I really should go and blah blah blah.

Enough of that. ARGENTINA, I am serious if you are? I want to travel with you to Argentina to explore what is out there? To see if there actually is more to life than Cape Town or Pretoria.

Over the last few weeks I have not been my usual self, this feels like a very cliché thing to say but it is the truth.
It feels as though the people who I thought I was close to turned out to be the ones that are drifting apart from me the most. I suppose theres a saying that people only start to drift if you push them away. But is that entirely true? I am very confused at the moment at simply everything that is going on around me. I actually have nothing to complain about yet I find myself in that situation daily. What to do what to do.

Also I am sort of starting with this initiative where I buy lunch for a homeless person at least once a month. It is just the most beautiful thing to see their faces when they receive the food. I don't think there are many things as enlightening as that. I really hope to inspire more people to do so.  

here is just a song that i really love and is very inspiring for our wonderful trip to ARGENTINA that is in the planning process.

( bellie-bun ) 

get bent

Oohkay so while I was doing my art research I found these amazing photographs:

I feel that I have been slacking hectically with our blog  and well its just not on I actually have so much I could post about but I'm just not getting it together. Im going to try and post a lot more so you better watch out.

I was listening to Francoise Hardy (well I still am) and the bedroom surfing song started to play and my eyes began to tear up because I miss those days with you far too much and I wish I could just be with you xx

(bun to bell)

blue mugs and purple tufts

Yeah, it’s happening, my brother turned 20. We just got back from a picnic, which he had organized, on the beach. It was wonderful. There were a lot of the people that he is studying with. They were all wonderful people. The one girl was a lot like you and I in a sense. She questioned everything. I mean not like : “ why is that your name?” sort of thing. Instead she made me question existence to another level of extremity. She told us about the relativity of light or whatever she even called it. She explained that when one person sees a shooting star but only warns the other spectator later that one had passed. The spectator will see only a spec of light that will appear to be a star but was in actual fact the shooting star that she (the one who saw it as a shooting star) can then no longer see. I don’t think I am explaining it properly.  Anyway it was very fascinating. Also the one guy there was told me that he is busy with that course that allows you to work on yachts. It sounds so great. But I’m definitely going to do it once I have something behind my name.

Well it’s Sunday, which means HOMEWORK HOMEWORK HOMEWORK.

I have to work on an oral about ‘Modernism’ now. Pretty exciting? Or what do you say?