Such Fragile Things

No one ever thinks about bad things happening to them. You never imagine being hit by a car or cutting your finger off and yet, danger is all around us. Take me for example. I walk around as if I'm invincible (I am a mini ninja after all) and despite numerous warnings from parents (the warnings you never really listen to because you hear them on repeat time and time and time and time again) I still feel the need to run around like a tween girl, naive to any of Life's monstrosities.

Well...

This is the story of how Life teaches little naive girls a good ol' lesson.
Last night after leaving Sarah's house, I parked my car and started walking to my flat. I was approached by a man who pushed me up against the wall and held a knife to my stomach. He asked for my phone and so I did what most people do under life threatening conditions.... I bargained with him.

I offered him money instead and he made me walk to the ATM and draw him money. He then proceeded to wait for me to walk home. Instead I ran into the shops and waited for him to disappear into the night. Thinking back now, I was lucky enough to get off with just R200 but maybe next time I won't be as lucky.

While walking home I was surprised at how composed I had been and it was only once I made it into my flat that my nerves took over and I burst into tears. I spent the rest of the night as a wreck. I was physically and emotionally exhausted but my mind wouldn't let me sleep. However, I finally did and woke up feeling a lot better today.

P.S - I'm still a ninja.

hmmmmm

So there's this girl.... (yes there usually is)

And even though she's 1400km away, she still manages to make me smile. I realise that she's "not good with emotions" and I think that's part of the whole appeal but its so interesting to see another side to her, one that I was never exposed to being just her friend.

Under her 'bitchy' exterior, I've found a funny, charming, sometimes sweet (don't tell her I said so, though) and just a down to earth person, who I find myself often thinking about. (I have to add that she is incredibly sexy and has a slight lisp (I LOVE LISPS))

She is somewhat included in the reasons for me being excited to visit Joburg in July

And even though she doesn't do the whole 'emotions' thing, I find her completely intriguing...

Accidental Babies - Damien Rice

Well I held you like a lover
Happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place

And we ignored our others, happy plans
For that delicate look upon your face

Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows what we have done

Do you come
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?

Well you held me like a lover
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place

And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace

Our minds pressed and guarded
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space for the light-hearted
In the boom that beats our drum

Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive without me?
If so, be free
If not, leave him for me
Before one of us has accidental babies
For we are in love

Do you come
Together ever with him?
Is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?

What about me?
What about me?

On account of my loving you forever...

You/Me/Us/We

Today I heard "Let's go to the park. I wanna kiss you underneath the stars."

And it made me miss you. Something I haven't done in a long time.


I wonder why it's the good memories that hurt the most...

Brushing Shoulders

SO

Yesterday probably one of the best days I've had in a long time!

It started with going to Jamaica Me Crazy for the most delicious half price Camenbert burger, followed by half price movies at the Waterfront where we bumped into.... give me a second... JONATHAN RHYS MEYERS!!!!!

We couldn't believe our eyes and he was so casual about it, just sitting outside by the walkway, "waiting for my taxi" he said in his delicious Irish accent. I have to say that he has the most amazing eyes and for a moment I couldn't talk, I just stood there looking at his eyes with a goofy smile on my face (death haha)

But then we watched Your Highness and I think all the boys and I nearly died when we saw Natalie Portman. Let me just say, that movie has A LOT of bare skin so you will get your money's worth haha

And of course we ended the night with half price cocktails.

I think the friends I was with made it completely worth it! Jaz, Sarah, Kieran, Ali, Skye and Rob, I love you all. You're all bad ass and great fighters haha


Here's some proof in case you didn't believe me:

That's all<3

If little by little you stop loving me

If You Forget Me
-Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.