SARS vs STARS

I am pleased to say that since my last post, I am no longer unemployed. The next big thing for me is becoming famous for making others famous. I am not sure how famous my brothers want to be, but there are plenty of others out there that want to be sunburnt in the spotlight. I must say that I love my job, ever since I could string a monologue of words together I knew that my calling in life is to help people. I thought I was in a catch 22 when I realised that my acting talents wouldn't allow me to council or assist people proffesionaly. Alas, I decided to study commerce, but the acting bug found me and bit me harder this time. An intuition gave me the idea that I would be great as an agent, and since I have started I can gladly say that I am now helping people, but also having a really good time as well. Let's just say there are some fine people out there with mighty fine genes...

So, now that I have a job, does this mean I have to start paying taxes?

TURN LEFT OR RIGHT?

I am back for my third year at university and I want to write a book about it. I'll call it Graduation, the ending, cleverly showing if I graduate or not. The year has already been filled with a few chapters. A character that is ruthless and a demon fighter towards world peace, an opportunity that could force me to get a passport, and me living out an article out of the Cosmopolitan magazine are just a few highlights that should keep my readers turning the page. Let us see what happens. I have taken the liberty to stop planning for the next few months as I have no idea where I will be.

SURPRISE!

The past few weeks have been hectic. when people ask how I am I respond saying I am busy, busy, busy. It seems though that the work that I was busy with was not enough for me to get to the right places. the work load is shifting into a lower gear now, exams are on their way, but I'll only be writing three- so there is no excuse for me not to ace them. Because I only have three exams I can now go home early. I am planning to arrange with my dad only, so that when my brothers get home from school that day, they are going to get the surprise of their lives.

I'M A DRAMA KING

I woke up this morning feeling , well not too good, I missed breakfast, because my alarm isn't alarming anymore, I woke up two hours earlier because my roommate was on the phone with one of his friends, and they weren't exactly whispering. To make it worse I have the flu. I decided to skip my two classes for the day and over-exaggerate every possible scenario, which almost resulted in me having a panic attack. I am writing on Saturday and am not ready yet, I might have missed a vital practical class that could count for marks, sigh, everyone in the block including my roommate are carrying on like starving baboons in a third world country zoo. I am a drama king and I love adding spice to my life, that's how I roll. When I eventually fell out of bed, I staggered to my feet and realised that life is great and all these depressing moments turn around sooner or later.

AM I THERE YET?

I've been thinking... I usually don't when I write because I feel that it limits me. I don't have any obligations where I am sitting now. Nothing is important enough for me to stay here and live and learn a little bit more. I could book a ticket and be home by tomorrow. It is kind of good to know that I am not living here because of obligations, but other reasons. Graduation, friends and experiences aren't obligations, they are opportunities.

INBREEDING

This blog is no Dr Phil session where you get fame from all your problems. You can't solve the biggest problems under lights, cameras and a director screaming down your ear. Inbreeding is a word that I have personified to represent any fighting that includes you and your friends or family. Why? Well, it always results in little breeding sessions of gossip and tension that is filtered to leave a bad taste in every body's mouth. I love food, but the #@*& that you eat from other people is just unnecessary. So, I choose to walk away. I am not a coward by confronting the argument, I am being true to myself. I hate it when, girls especially, are using vulgar four letter words to undermine each other. Adding fuel to the fire is not going to help anyone. It might take three days to make up, three weeks, or usually three months, but eventually majority of them do kiss and make up. I don't fight with my brothers anymore... I guess it's because I don't see them as much as I used to. We make time for laughter and smoking, you name it. We have realised that fighting is like so primary school...

SQUARE ONE

I hope that you know if the lady serving you breakfast or the bird that chirps you awake are the first elements of life that you encounter in your day, you have to be careful, because they have a hold on you. I say this because we all have a connection with people or things that we interact with. It takes two to tango, but if someone is in a bad mood, you shouldn't adopt their persona. There is always a hero in a drama, so leave the dance floor with your head held high in search of another partner. When birds sit at your window sill and flirt with you, play hard to get, have a little fun. When you're in class and the lecturer is comical, laugh hard and give them a wink. Appreciate your happy days, it adds years onto your biological time bomb... oops I mean, it gives you a calmer presence, and makes you live longer. Play in the field and get off that damn office chair.