So was typing in the What are you thinking right now thread and I realized that I am thinking all sorts of random things in my endeavor to procrastinate writing up a motivational letter for a bursary. So I figured why not write some of these weird and wonderful things down in the form of a blog seeing as I am missing kung fu extra training again due to the fact that I am tired as all hell.
I am not tired from doing strenuous things, my dad is the in hospital and he has this stalker chick who started phoning the hospital at all hours last night because my dad put his phone off and she couldnt harrass him that way. So middle of the night we get a frantic phone call from the hospital so na - and in mid typing I had to go answer the incessant ringing home phone because the stalker chick phones there too and all just to have the phone slammed down in my ear - anyway, so naturally my mom and myself were in a panic because the freaking hospital is calling and my dad is not the healthiest of men all to find out that the nurses were getting concerned because some woman kept calling claiming to be my mom then putting the phone down when they dragged my dad out to bed to the nurses station.
Please don't give me sympathy for my dad being in hospital. it is a major relief. he is renowned for his temper which has shortened due the the immense pain he is. rather he be in hospital where they can control the pain than me have to defend family members from his wrath. It saves him the guilt as well as excess hospital trips. My dad is not abusive just by the way, he is just a man with a short fuse in unbelievable pain.
So yeah, that lead me not being prepared for lectures as the phone has not stopped ringing. it is ringing again now but i am ignoring it because fuck. so my lecturer shat on us then went on about how wonderful African culture is and how westerners came in and fucked it up and apartheid and I was like fucking hell that was 20years ago. I don't care. I WANT SLEEP!
Which is probably just because i needed sleep as this was the second late night. the first late night was because Arroia, Lumo and I decided to play hair dresser. which resulted in me having a purple cabbage on the top of my hair. its more like purple coleslaw without the mayo but after writing in the thread i now have a picture in my head of me after a facial and coleslaw hair. my head goes to weird places sometimes. I mean -
and that was my dad calling with a new cellphone number which is family only and laughing because i told him i shat on whoever was phoning. I actually hope that that time it wasn't a family member who tried to call and I screamed down the phone. i have a temper too you see and i can be quite viscous. i also bear grudges. so i am becoming a grumpy old woman. who bears grudges. and has a bad temper.
^^ What I may possibly look like one day when I am old
funny thing was i was talking to my dad about his foot reconstruction as it has collapsed now even though the actual injury happened when he was 16 (he dropped a garage door counter weight on his foot) and he turned to me and told me to have a good look because I am going to look like him when I am 59. Well, obviously not exactly. He is twice my size, black hair and a guy. duh. I am tiny for my family, blonde and a girl.
I don't know if any of you realized I am a girl. You know, because there are no girls on the internet. at all.
So i am rambling and procrastinating and should be training because i am grading in three months and am no where near ready. not to mention the demo that is happening in two weeks and i am doing a form i only completed a couple weeks ago. so, now that i am fully immersed in writing mode and have some of the things going through my head come out i guess i should go motivate someone to pay for me to study.
When really, all I want is a hug.
Okay, going back now, putting some pictures up and maybe some sentences and paragraphs.
^^duckface because I have never done a duckface picture
I am not tired from doing strenuous things, my dad is the in hospital and he has this stalker chick who started phoning the hospital at all hours last night because my dad put his phone off and she couldnt harrass him that way. So middle of the night we get a frantic phone call from the hospital so na - and in mid typing I had to go answer the incessant ringing home phone because the stalker chick phones there too and all just to have the phone slammed down in my ear - anyway, so naturally my mom and myself were in a panic because the freaking hospital is calling and my dad is not the healthiest of men all to find out that the nurses were getting concerned because some woman kept calling claiming to be my mom then putting the phone down when they dragged my dad out to bed to the nurses station.
Please don't give me sympathy for my dad being in hospital. it is a major relief. he is renowned for his temper which has shortened due the the immense pain he is. rather he be in hospital where they can control the pain than me have to defend family members from his wrath. It saves him the guilt as well as excess hospital trips. My dad is not abusive just by the way, he is just a man with a short fuse in unbelievable pain.
So yeah, that lead me not being prepared for lectures as the phone has not stopped ringing. it is ringing again now but i am ignoring it because fuck. so my lecturer shat on us then went on about how wonderful African culture is and how westerners came in and fucked it up and apartheid and I was like fucking hell that was 20years ago. I don't care. I WANT SLEEP!
Which is probably just because i needed sleep as this was the second late night. the first late night was because Arroia, Lumo and I decided to play hair dresser. which resulted in me having a purple cabbage on the top of my hair. its more like purple coleslaw without the mayo but after writing in the thread i now have a picture in my head of me after a facial and coleslaw hair. my head goes to weird places sometimes. I mean -
and that was my dad calling with a new cellphone number which is family only and laughing because i told him i shat on whoever was phoning. I actually hope that that time it wasn't a family member who tried to call and I screamed down the phone. i have a temper too you see and i can be quite viscous. i also bear grudges. so i am becoming a grumpy old woman. who bears grudges. and has a bad temper.
^^ What I may possibly look like one day when I am old
funny thing was i was talking to my dad about his foot reconstruction as it has collapsed now even though the actual injury happened when he was 16 (he dropped a garage door counter weight on his foot) and he turned to me and told me to have a good look because I am going to look like him when I am 59. Well, obviously not exactly. He is twice my size, black hair and a guy. duh. I am tiny for my family, blonde and a girl.
I don't know if any of you realized I am a girl. You know, because there are no girls on the internet. at all.
So i am rambling and procrastinating and should be training because i am grading in three months and am no where near ready. not to mention the demo that is happening in two weeks and i am doing a form i only completed a couple weeks ago. so, now that i am fully immersed in writing mode and have some of the things going through my head come out i guess i should go motivate someone to pay for me to study.
When really, all I want is a hug.
Okay, going back now, putting some pictures up and maybe some sentences and paragraphs.
^^duckface because I have never done a duckface picture
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pomfelo:
I don't want to jinx anything, but what about my voice?
kintandi:
Loving the stream of consciousness style writing. I think you've found your writing voice.