Braille

This song makes me sad.

Braille
By Regina Spektor

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She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god
So she names the baby Elvis
To make up for the royalty he lacked

And from then on it was turpentine and patches
From then on it was cold Campbell's from the can
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
Cause that's all they knew how to play

And it was raining cats and dogs out side of her window
And she knew they were destined to become
Sacred road kill on the way
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking
Thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes

Cause it's been turpentine and patches
It's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can
And they were just two jerks playing with matches
Cause that's all they knew how to play

Elvis never could carry a tune
She thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon
She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin
Saying why don't I begin again
With turpentine and patches
With cold, cold Campbell's from the can
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches
It's just that he's not around to play along
I'm still an ass hole playing with candles
Blowing out wishes blowing out dreams
Just sitting here and trying to decipher
What's written in Braille upon my skin...

Are You Happy Now?

Are You Happy Now
By Ellie Goulding

I saw your picture in the paper today
I didn't know the eyes, but I recognized your face
I read what you're doing and doing it in style
Last year I might have cried, but tonight I'll try to smile
Are you happy now?

I let your birthday pass, I met your friends at last
I didn't even ask if you're happy now
I barely made each night
Somehow the days rolled by
The part that loved you died
Are you happy now?

Saw you walking in the rain and holding no one's hand
I started feeling things that I couldn't understand
Now you're swinging from my heart, I'm ringing up my friends
"Before it all begins," they say, " remember how it ends"
Are you happy now?

I let your birthday pass, I met your friends at last
I didn't even ask if you're happy now
I barely made each night
Somehow the days rolled by
The part that loved you died
Are you happy now?

Saw you walking in the rain and holding no one's hand
You're swinging from my heart, I'm ringing up my friends
And are you happy now?

The Call

A have a newly found love for music. Even more so than I did before. Music saved my life.
And so I'll be posting a few song lyrics every now and then. Song lyrics which made me stop and think. Even just for the duration of that song.

The Call
By Regina Spektor

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye

Sweet Burlesque

WOW.

I found its about time I give some praise, especially after watching the movie, Burlesque, which gave me this unexplainable 'high'

This movie, starring Cher, Christina Aguilera, Kristen Bell, Alan Cumming, Cam Gigandet and Eric Dane has given me new inspiration. For what, I'm not quite sure just yet. But I definitely feel renewed and that I have to do something. I have to make things happen.

I walked out of Cinema 10 last night, in complete awe and with the most juvenile, silly smile plastered to my face.

I couldn't find anything wrong with it. From the amazingly gorgeous dancers, who have bodies that make you want to do laps around the cinema in envy; to the witty humour that's well craved in American movies nowadays. The music is thrilling (I probably got goosebumps every time Christina worked her vocal magic. She is a vocal magician. Sigh) and the cast is sexy in every sense of the word. Cam Gigandet. Wow. Its fantastic to see him playing the 'good guy' role instead of his usual antagonistic characters. He just gives me a craving for cookies... His cookies. Sigh.

But do yourself a favour and go watch it. Its a mixture of sexuality, humour, inspiration, all things shiny and sequins and of course, pure WOW.

<3

Jolene

*I've been addicted to this song lately

Ellie Goulding's cover of Jolene by Dolly Parton <3


Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him just because you can

Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

Your smile is like a breath of spring
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I cannot compete with you, Jolene

He talks about you in his sleep
There's nothing I can do to keep
From crying when he calls your name, Jolene

And I can easily understand
How you could easily take my man
But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him just because you can

You could have your choice of men
But I could never love again
He's the only one for me, Jolene

I had to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
Please don't take him even though you can

Jolene, Jolene

Today

I miss you.

Bazinga!

I've decided to write about a few friends of mine. I'll start off with Odete (because she is the tits)


"The dog days are over"

If anyone knows Odete, they'll probably know her for her sense of humour and sharing of sexual remarks on Face Book, for being an absolute tank when it comes to drinking and as the girl who brings the party. And all these are 100% true. But I also know her for who she really is...

... A lying bitch.


Haha sorry I just HAD to. I'm lucky enough to say that I know Odete as all the above mentioned things, but I also know her as an amazing friend.

When we met on the 6th of December 2008 (which is only two years ago, even though Odete seems to think we met four years ago), I think it was love at first sight. We spend the rest of the days following that, speaking all day, every day. Its safe to say that she stole a little bit of my heart during this time, a piece that she'll always have. *sorry for the soppyness*

Odete AKA Oprah, comes up short in regards to her emotional responses. She's not one for soppy 'I love you's' or returning words of praise. Which makes it all the more heart warming when she surprises you with how much she loves you and how much she misses you. I've seen so many sides to Odete and I want her to know what an amazing friend she is. And that I'd do anything for her (even cleaning up after her at the Clay Oven haha)

We've had our rough patches and I'm sure we'll have more, but one thing I know, is that this friendship is here to stay.

I have to thank you, Odete, for getting me past my heart ache and for making me appreciate life and how acting our age is over rated anyway. I'm going to miss seeing you every day. Going grocery shopping. Our romantic moments in the car wash. How everyone thinks we're dating. Cooking for you. Ignoring you when you ask me to find something for you to wear. And how sexy you get when you're angry. How we can't stay cross at each other, especially when we ask "is someone a little upsetzies hey? In a bit of a moodzies hmmm." Playing Jenga over a lovely hub sesh. Making fun of Frodo. Your weird fetish for Salami, garlic and feta. Your naughty pics I receive on BBM weekly. And how our conversations have no real value other than how happy they make me feel and how laughing with you can make anything better.

I consider you to be one of my best friends. I always will.

I love you and I miss you so much.<3

"Happiness hit her, like a train on a track"

Coconut Skins

You can hold her hand
And show her how you cry
Explain to her your weakness
So she understands
And then roll over and die

You can brave decisions
Before you crumble up inside
Spend your time asking everyone else's permission
Then run away and hide

Or you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or waiting for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been licking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...

Oh you can hold her eggs
But your basket has a hole
You can lie between her legs and go looking for
Tell her you're searching for her soul
You can wait for ages
Watch your compost turn to coal
Time is contagious
Everybody's getting old

So you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you're doing or looking for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I've been cooking coconut skins
And we've been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...

Its called the Windy City...

So I am currently sitting in my forth story flat. You may wonder what I'm doing home on a Saturday night? Let's just say, last night was enough to last me the whole weekend's worth of partying. The word 'fragile' seems to come to mind. But that isn't really the point of this post. The point is that I'm sitting here, with the television volume almost on full blast as I cannot hear anything over the noise of the howling wind outside. This noise is so severe that I keep shifting my attention towards my (now thought to be) too big of a window, which appears to be on the verge of shattering. Resulting in millions of glass shards flying towards me, ending in Death By Impalement(don't think that's a word) but it paints a wonderful visual.

Today has been the most windy day, since I arrived in Cape Town. But instead of it putting a downer on my mood, I found it rather entertaining (and embarrassing on my part) as I spent the better part of an hour playing in it, on the pavement today. By "playing" I mean Moon walking, miming and posing like Marilyn Monroe in my dress. I felt like I was 6 years old again, laughing at myself and getting laughed at in return.

Today was a good day for a happy heart<3



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In other news, I've recently become a Tweeter (I think that's the correct term) and its all so new and exciting, but doesn't bode well for my social life. But now I see what all the fuss was and I'm already a total addict! Its also helping take my mind off the fact that I'm missing Cayla's 21st tonight. Sigh. I really wish I was there, partying with the FSU crew, making the best memories. From just December alone, I have never partied so hard. I am proud to say that I have the most amazingly crazy friends, who have given me the most amazingly crazy memories. Drink specials, Dancing until the place closes, meeting everyone at Wimpy, sleeping in bathtubs, car barring and singing along to Lady Marmalade.

So even while I'm now sitting here, missing out on tonight, I'm content with everything you guys have left me with and I know that when I look back one day, I can proudly say that I took full advantage of being a teenager and did some of the craziest things ever.

I love you all back in Johannesburg. You'll forever have a place in my heart and at the bottom on my capirinha jug<3

Yosos.
Sloggy babes.
'Zies' on the end of every word.
Ping.
Boner.
Titties.

Okay, okay. That's enough<3

Settled

Its safe to say that I have the CUTEST flat in the world!

On Wednesday, I moved into my first place in Cape Town and it managed to burrow into my heart the minute I laid eyes on it. Its small. Really small. The kind of small that the bed folds up onto the wall (seriously). But it also has the most breath-taking view and that 'homely' feel you get when you walk into a place you know you're going to make the best memories in. The building itself is a baby pink (awwww) and its called Holyrood (this excited me).
Anyway. The point is, I'm completely in love and settled in and I've already gotten myself a partner in crime. Her name is Kim Rest and she is the figurative 'tits'.

We're both convinced that we were meant to be twins because we're both born on the same day (21st of Feb), we're both turning 20, we both just moved to Cape Town (in fact, we stay up the road from each other), we're going to the same college and we both look like 15 year olds. Especially when we ride coin-operated cars in malls.

Kim, I know you miss me already.



But for now, its time to go doodoo because I spent the whole day in the sun at Ratanga Junction with the best boys in the world (and who happen to be twins) and because I'm suffering from a mild dose of sun stroke. Bye BYE.

Cape Town With A Chance Of Sun Burn

I realise that I keep saying i won't take so long to blog and then i wait another two months to do so. So I apologise. And I aim to be better at this whole blogging thing.


As from the 31st, I became a Cape Townian. A real, fully pledged, Cape Townian. I deamt about living here since I was 14 and I am now happy to announce that I will be spending my 20th birthday on the streets of the Mother City<3

Of course there's so much about Joburg that i'm going to miss. I've made the most incredible friends who have made me feel unique and crazy and special and unreplaceable, all at the same time. I'm going to miss going to Doors and taking absolute advantage of the drink specials, dancing until the sun rises and waking up with the best memories (and in the bathtub)
I'm going to miss my weekly grocery shopping with Odete and how we spent more time making fun of the food than actually buying it.
I'm going to miss Sangria Sundays at Fratelli's in Greenside and how everyone you loved was there almost every Sunday without fail. I'm going to miss.kisses.photos.long straws.short straws.sugar.boobies.singing.knives.lemon.cum-pariniahs.hubbly.dancing in the rain.sex talk.boners.laughing.more kisses.FB bullying.FB chats.Paynes.shooters.scrone.the horse face.fighting.making up.sticking up for each other.wet t-shirt competitions.no tops at all.asians.civil twilight.moving on.never stopping.wolves.car bars.token lesbian.kissing guys.oprah and ellen.the horn sisters.vin coco.mullets and mustaches.wimpy.welcome home.farewells.swimming olympic style.carmen electra.tiFANNY.crying.saying goodbye.best momories.best people.best friendships.biggest hearts<3



FSU Crew


But now that i'min CPT, I"m completely and utterly in love (other than my car being broken into and all my clothes being stolen)
I've been here for a week and I've already made some new friends, partied with some of the old  and moved on. I think its safe to say that, I'm happy.


Thank You Cape Town<3