So, I am aware that I’ve been AWOL for more than a while, but hear me… (Those of you kind enough to have stuck with me despite my absence)
Since August, I have been overwhelmingly busy with my final exams and sitting through countless hours of torturous studying, which is why I had to do everything in my fading power to refrain from opening WordPress and procrastinating. Yes, I know it’s quite a shocking excuse, but it’s true. However, I can happily say that I’m back! Those tedious 3 months of exam writing are finally over and I’m officially no longer in school, until next year when I go off to university. (Well, pending my final results, of course… let’s hope I’ve passed) School really was full of ups and downs, and I can say with a clear conscious mind that I gave it my all. I’m ecstatic to be done, but the reality that I will never see the inside of those school buildings has not yet quite hit me. However, I can say that all our goodbyes yesterday were heartfelt and left a bitter-sweet sentiment lingering among the matrics of 2014 as we all slowly realized that the 26th of November of this year was most likely going to be the absolute last time we ever see each other (speaking for those of us who weren’t close friends). And now that it’s done and in the past, it’s definitely time to move forward.
So what has happened recently that you might find interesting? If I’m honest? I have hardly anything to say. In general, exams are exceptionally boring and my lack of a social life over the last 3 months is doing nothing but contributing this sad and sorrowful attempt at my “Comeback” blog post. I do, however, have some sort of news… I passed my drivers test and I’ve tasted freedom and responsibility, much as the saying goes. I’ve had more than a few close encounters with other drivers, occasionally a bird or two and an alarmingly high number of potholes. Not to mention the lunatic taxi drivers with a passion for reckless driving, who seem to dominate the roads in South Africa (almost to the same degree as the potholes…)
I’m going to keep this one short, mainly because I feel that this is just a rather pitiful attempt at writing (I’m even considering scrapping this post entirely, unfortunately my stubborn personality won’t allow it) and I do not wish to further embarrass myself and bore my audience by rambling on about nothing, nothing and more nothing, with a side serving of, yes you guessed it, nothing.
Okay so the heading is a bit arbitrary, but what I have in mind today isn’t exactly profound (then again, are any of my posts ever?) And to be quite honest, I could use a break from studying. Ah my old friend, procrastination, has returned.
On Saturday last week my friends and I went to a 12 hour long music concert called “I heart Joburg” and I had way more fun than I’d anticipated. Everyone got appropriately dressed up and if I may have a moment to brag, we all looked fantastic. We dressed ourselves up from head to toe (now the title makes a bit more sense) and yet we all managed to look completely different from one another and still looked equally as fabulous. What I noticed when I was there was that tons of the other girls (and guys) basically dressed like carbon copies of one another. A group of sweaty tank tops here, dozens of daisy drenched crop-tops there, and let’s not forget that impractical use of a branded beanie in 27 degree Celsius weather. However, my friends went their usual route of dressing for themselves. Which I am proud of.
Each one of my friends has an individual style which suits them and seems to be part of their personality. We’ve got the eccentric one who mixes and matches to her hearts’ content (rare are the days when she wears a matching pair of earrings). There’s the shy girl, who generally wears high-neck shirts and long pants (which she pulls off perfectly). Our party-goer who makes wearing leather pants look easy (big thumbs up to her because I CANT make that look work for myself). One of my friends has the whole vintage, long skirt and collared shirt look which she really has on point. (her choice of jewelry inspires me) And last but certainly not least, there’s my friend who pulls off spiked ankle boots and fitted blazers like a professional. I swear she’s made for that whole “punk but not quite” look.
I really mean all the things I say sincerely and each person to me has something different about them which I greatly admire.