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weird fish

18 Jul

It seems so strange to me that is is my 24th birthday tomorrow. Firstly, because i have spent so much time organising the trip overseas that I hardly remembered it was my birthday … and secondly because I feel so much older … only 24 tomorrow! How strange. If this is how I feel now, I wonder how I will feel when I am 30, 45 or 60. (Tired, slightly cynical, worried, excited, hopeful, melacholy, terrified – too much, too many things at one time!)

At my desk sitting in front of me right now, from left to right. One tin filled with pens, pencils, rulers and other assorted stationary. One plastic box filled with pens, paper and cardboard. One complete academic record with my marks from my fours years at Wits. One leather Wits emblem-emblazoned baggage identifier (?really, what?! I think I mean a tag.) Five letters, written to my parents and siblings for when I leave. Nine CDs lined up and ready to be put onto my laptop, as they cannot be taken with. One set of pills, an empty watch box, and an e-mail that my mom has printed out, entitled ‘Links to search for flights’. Why does it matter what is on my desk right now?

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“There aint no party like my gran’s tea party …”

15 Jul

I’ve never really been fond of hosting parties at my place of abode, mostly because i’m terrifed of them sucking, which sucks in itself.

Last Saturday I had a farewell / birthday party (nice to kill two birds with one stone!) on what was possibly the coldest day of winter so far! I couldn’t believe my luck when I saw how miserable it was … grey skies, mist, drizzle and cold air … how ironic. At any rate, I did warn people to dress warm and we provided numerous fires that hopefully kept everyone reasonably warm! At the very least, it looked a bit like Michelle said – a nice night out in the Drakensburg!!

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The boys attempt to look good whilst braaing .. huh!

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I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not the best hostess in the world – I’m far to panicky and spend most of the time running around trying to see if everyone is having a good time. I think that I’ve gotten better in time, but that hasn’t quite stopped my friend Michelle from singing “It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to!” from time to time when she sees me in a state of panic at a party!

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This time however, everything somehow just worked .. not sure if it was the combination of people, the music, the atmosphere – it couldn’t have been the weather! But it was a fantastic experience and I enjoyed every minute. I’m so thankful to everyone who came, and I really did miss everyone who wasn’t there.

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This week has just been mad, planning too many goodbyes and thinking of ways to get to see everyone. It is still mind-boggling to me that in one week I will be on a plane to London. It just seems so crazy!

The video that inspired this blog post’s title … Flight of the Conchords rock out with “Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros”, watch it or be square!