ok, all together now...

yes people, i am finally on vac!! the miracle of this all is that i have managed to crawl out alive and well, a small feat of nature! psych (paper 2) was a tad painful, but do-able none the less, and all i have to do now is wait... wait for that fateful sms to tell me whether i'm not-so-smart, or just a little bit smart.

the up-side of this is that i shall finally have a social life!!! yay! there is finally a bit light at the end of my tunnel... *yogs happy dances around the room*

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right, i believe a pity-party is in order…

i don’t know where to begin… should i begin by slating my oh-so irritating neighbour to the depths of hell, or should i target her parents, who have obviously taught her that it’s ok to be a screeching, squealing abomination? in all fairness, her ‘dear’ (note: none is a dear – save for an animal) friend should take at least half of the blame – for she was the one doing the most screeching.

pardon me, in the midst of my frustration, lack of quality sleep and general grumpiness, i fear i am being rather unclear… so here’s the real sheezy…

at 12 midnight, this soul decided that she had had her lot for the day, and retired to bed. now, if you’ve read my previous posts, you will have noticed the reference to insomnia, which continues to plague my oh-so fragile liver… so, in the beginning best beloved, i found it difficult to fall off to sleep. i finally feel into some vague stupor (yay – applaud now…). HOWEVER… that was not to last long, as at about 3am… yes, you read right… 3 bloody a.m., my bloody neighbour and her bloody pal decide that it’s bloody fun to bloody laugh (oh-so-very loudly), and bloody talk at the top of their bloody voices. now if you know oriel at all, you’ll know that it’s made out of paper, and the fact that res is dead quiet at that dead hour, does much for the acoustics. (this is the part where you start to feel very sorry for me). after much whining, groaning, and whimpering, i mustered up the courage to leave my warm spot and ask my fellow housemates to tone it down a bit. which (in all fairness and due credit to the brain-less) was done. HOWEVER, at 5am… the saga recommenced… and at 7am this poor sod (i am feeling very sorry for myself right now) went yet again to ask the hooligans to get a padded cell.

the irony of this all is that i have the power to fine and give-hell-to and yet i chose not to… i’ve fined this individual before, and given a million warnings, and still… nooooo change!!! i ask you with tears in my hazel brown eyes… aren’t i just the biggest sucker you’ve met?

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the irony of life: youth day (an official public holiday in south africa), is on the 16th of june… june is that time of the year when students recycle washing, scholars draw spots on their faces with markers and moms pace around their kitchens with anxious tension. yes, june is exam time. and the strangest thing is that the 16th of june, happens to be in the middle of the month, which also happens to be (by some miracle of nature) the middle of exams!! well would you believe it…
ok, so before you think that i’m the village idiot regarding history let me offer a few tit-bits on this ever so conveniently placed public holiday. the 16th of june 1976 marks the day of the soweto uprising, in which very many students were killed because they refused to accept being taught in afrikaans (well, that was the spark that set the fire off – it was a number of contributing factors). the saddest thing about the 1976 uprising is that children were the victims of the atrocitities. ok, it’s it from me, but, there’s a happy stash of information on wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/apartheid) if you’re interested.

on a completely different note…

me last paper is on thursday… yes, yes, you can stop happy dancing now! it’s psych (paper 2 – duh!!) and aside from being grossly dissatisfied with the entire psych course so far, i’m quite excited (and keen) to write this paper ‘cause it means that at 4pm on thursday the 22nd of june, my holiday officially starts, and that i’ll have the horrible first semester over and done with and out of the way… yippee… (you may recommence the happy dance).

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niks has kindly pointed out to me that i have another spelling error in my previous post. from now on i'm cutting and pasting from word... my liver just can't handle it anymore...

on a brighter note… i’m writing anthro tomorrow (tourism) and will only have 1 paper left after that! yay… the challenge at this point is to get through the next 48 hrs alive… someone save my oh-so-traumatised bum-bum!!

aside from anthro (which is happily chomping on my liver), procrastination and insomnia i’m doing ok!! steph (see photo) and i had an awesome evening last night… just chilling and chatting… lying on sam’s bean-bag staring at my white ceiling and existential-ising – and no, we were not high!! it was one of those moments when all around (and inside) of you is going bezerk and somehow, you know it’s all going to be ok. yes, yes, the warm fuzzy feeling… that nice squishy feeling you get in your toes – like when your mum used to put little notes in your lunch…

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i've found a spelling error in my previous post... that traumatises me.

blogging is so wierd... it's like talking to all your mates (and a bunch of randoms) all at the same time, in the same room... and yet, you're all alone... mmm... someone should write a book about this- any takers?

ok, so i've progressed from procrastinating and studying, to procrastinating, studying and eating. was video conferencing with a mate a few days ago, and apparently, i've put on weight. i'm a fatty boom boom. crap. so, instead of doing something about it - exercising, starting a 'healthy eating plan' or simply watching what i eat, i've gone ape and eating even more. and what makes this disastrous situation all the more disastrous is that my ba (my mum) is down in grahamstown from joburg... and feeding me all sorts of 'oh-so-nice', yummy food. oh lordy, i can fully empathise with fat bastard from austin powers now... this is sad.

right, i'm off to lunch (tee hee)...

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i've finally got a blog... and i have no idea what to write... oi.

ok, so lets start in the now...

i'm stitting in me res room and procrastinating like it's on sale and... i'm feeling rather lazy. so, rather than be totally unconstructive, i thought i'd share what's goin on in me life now.

for starters, i wrote anthro (theory and fieldwork) yesterday (8th June), writing psych (paper 1) on tuesday (eek!) and thursday i write anthro (tourism)... (double eek!!). then i get a bit of a breather till the 22nd, when i write my last psych paper!! yay... then i'm footloose and fancy free...

at the moment, studies have been all consuming and taking up most of my time - studies and procrastination...

i don't get life... i don't get myself. i mean, i love anthro... i really really love anthro, and yet, when it comes to getting down to the grindstone, my head goes all funny and i'm floating in 'mind-space'... ever get that feeling? soooooo frustrating... or maybe i'm just rather strange. mmm... yes...

well, i leave you on that rather morbid note, my books bekon... *sniffle*!
adieu...

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how exciting is this... i have managed to (by some miracle of nature) set up my very own blog!! oh and the fun begins here!!!

so... pls bear with this yogi-bear as she fumbles and stumbles over the wonders of 'Blogdom'.

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