Sunday, 23 March 2014

Middle Fingers and Caterpillars

Ok, so a whole lot of shit has happened over the past few months, to recap:

- 2013 came to an end, thank God for that.
- I decided that UNISA can go die in a corner and gave them the finger.








- I made the uninformed decision to change my degree from Communication to Psychology and attempt said degree in Potch.
- I regretted said desicion almost as soon as I arrived.
- I missed Up the Creek
- I missed the MK Awards
- I missed Lamb of God
- I missed RAMfest (not that I didn't have a ticket, I was immersed in projects and tests and literally forgot about RAMfest (what?!)

- I dyed my hair to my natural colour for my cousin's wedding (which took place on the same day as the MK Awards. Bitch.)
- I promptly dyed it back a week later.
- I miss Wolves Cafe's sweet treats












- I have not been to a live show in over two months.
- I have not listened to any new music in over two months.
- I have, on more than one occasion, found myself home alone, emptying a 1.5l Four Cousins bottle of wine and watching back to back episodes of  New Girl


- I have given up wearing shoes
- I realized that cigarettes are really expensive when you no longer have a job
- Wine too
- I have decided that I like Laurika Rauch
- I have been kicking absolute ass at Psychology
- My creative writing class has revealed that I, in fact, suck at writing
- I find myself a little sad every time I walk past the STILL UNOPENED Arcade Empire on the 'Bult'
- I love Mystic Boer. Why does Jozi not have a Mystic Boer?
- I started painting again. Mostly Chewbacca.














Annnd that's about it. Potch is horrible. But it's weird charm is starting to grow on me. I will henceforth try to go to every live show possible and maybe at some point be able to give you a little insight as to what the local music scene is like, 'cause you can't rely on PukFM for that. "Meer as net radio" WTF is that even? How are you more than radio? You are literally just radio. I'm very tempted to start a pirate radio station and just kill all their ratings. Fuck, TuksFM, I miss you bastards.

On the bright side, I met that guy from Jack Rolling Dandy with the glorious moustache. It was like a furry strokeable caterpillar.

Stay awesome. Like furry caterpillars.
xx

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