Balls and Bra straps!

Apart from the fact that I have been waiting at the airport on a delayed flight for the last 3 hours.... My bloody bra strap just broke and I now have to face the grumpy cabin crew lopsided with a face smile! GREAT. Love my life!
Balls and broken bra straps..... The name of my first novel about why I hate soccer and the peculiar breaking of bra straps et al!
Thank you universe for the timing and good night Vietnam!

AND

So there!

It's BAD

You know its bad when you have NO inclination or will to shop WHATSOEVER! (??????????????) Whimper....
And yes... I owe a few more posts..... I know.
Now get off my back monkey! OFF and gone with you!

Today!

I have entered a new phase in my life….. TRUST no one.
I have also began to work thought all my suppressed feelings and emotions and sort and sift through each and every possible reason and solution for what, where, how, why, when?

I am tired. Inside and out. Of always struggling with inner conflict. It is so draining, sucking the life out of me drop by measly drop.

Enough. I want to start healing and building and loving and being, but to the point where it adds joy into my life, not constantly removing it because I over analyze everything!

TODAY…. it starts TODAY!!

Skype Realisation....

Realisation on Skype while chatting to a friend...


1 positive
9:26 AM


I made a new friend
9:26 AM


and lover
9:27 AM


Friend = Fishpaste, My new little pony (!!!)
9:27 AM


and
9:27 AM


Lover = Couch
9:28 AM


always there when I need him, never talks back, very comforting, and will always catch me if I fall.....

SPECTACULAR!

Woweeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I just found the MOST MOST MOST Perfect gift to be given this year... seeings as my birthday is coming up and all.....

So I am in love with Tretchikoff's work and all and all right? RIGHT!

AND I just found this website where you can order prints and canvases..... I am in absolute EXTATICS here and have not stopped jumping up and down since!

This is the happiest, officially, I have been in nearly 3 weeks (sober that is).

So all my answers from now on will be.... Tretchikoff PRINT!

YOWZA and Good day!!

HAPPY SPRING!

Happy Shmappy!

Just thought I would liven up and add some spring in here given the date and nose full whiffs of Jasmine. And no, I was not talking about our next door neighbors domestic worker.

HAPPY SPRING.

 

Bonkers on Basics. My weakness.

Can today just PLEEEEAAAAASSSSEEEE end already. Mopey Mc Mopenstein over here has had enough and is about to fall down into the fetal position and wiggle under my couch (my safe space even tho it only allows a gap of about 17cm from the ground).

Just a quick shop later, literally less than 30 minutes, I BBM Oman to let her know that our conversation about her toiletry spending spree this weekend has not fallen on deaf ears, but has reminded me I needed to do the same and did so. The conversation involved her not just telling me what she had bought during her spending extravaganza, but showing me the dozens (I like to OVER exaggerate, you will notice this about me) of deodorants and YUMMY smelling delights. "NO WONDER your basic toiletries cost you 800 BUCK" Shrieked her Omammy.

HA HA.

 I just spent 700 South African ronds on basic toiletries. No make up, nothing special or extra ordinary.... JUST BASICS. 5 of which being under arm deodorant (nothing out of the ordinary, if anything I held back this month (!!!) a girls gotta smell nice right). 2 antiperspirant and 3 AWESOMLELY smelling Mono-a-go-go attracting scents. GOSH, I wish I could find a repellent.

Conversation with Oman RE: Toiletries! about 15 minutes ago.

Me: 700 rand on toiletries... Of which 5 being deodorants.....
Me: FUCK
Me: I bet boys only spend 100
Me: No wonder they smell funny!
O 'man: I am having a bit of dischem dejavu, exachery (exactly) doesn't say 

              why they stupid tho
Me: .....I am blogging as we speak
Me: NEED
Me: BLOG
Me: NOW 

 End day.... please.....!

Thank you.