THE LITTLE BIT OF EVERYTHING TAG

FUNFORLOUIS WINS LIFE!

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Door creeks early as she slowly pushes it open. Its pitch dark inside and all of a sudden there's a lump in her throat something about this place feels very fimiliar.  She takes one step inside and immediately thinks this was a bad idea.  But something urges her forward, maybe its the excitement of what might be lurking in the blackness and immediately she regrets ever seeing a single episode of Dexter or The walking dead.

She hears a muffled sob and freezes in her tracks. Is this just her imagination or did she hear the faintest little voice saying "let me out please" she calls out to the left of the room where the voice came from, still pitch black in front of her. Again the little sob and then the voice, "please help me, I'm here in the corner, I can't get out"

Only then she remembers she has her phone with her, she takes it out her bag and puts on the camera flash. The room lights up only the slightest but at lest now she can make out shapes. Then she hears a shuffle and shines the light in the direction in which it came from, she inches forward, little by little. Until she's only a few feet away from the corner.

 "Please help me, I can't get out" the frail little voice comes. She shines her flash directly into the corner, and there all bundled up and shivering she sees it. Her heart melts instantly and she doesn't even notice the tear running down her face. Her heart beats faster as she kneels down and picks up the frighten little form. "Hi" she say, "I thought I lost you." Through the sobs Just Passing Through says "I thought you forgot about me" "never" Jozeygirl says " I am so sorry. Can you forgive me for leaving you here a alone?" "That's okay" the little blog said sounding a little more cheery now. "I forgive you, just don't ever leave me again." She hugged her little blog tight against her chest and said "never in my life."

Alive and kicking

I haven't blogged here in a very long time... I didn't have much to say about anything.

A recap

Drink less- CHECK
Exercise more
Loss 40kg’s
Gain a husband
Get a car
Move out- CHECK
Quit my job
Start my own events company
Do a course in catering and introduction to professional cooking
Go on holiday to Cape Town
Eat at Maze
Meet Gordon Ramsey
Get a tan
Live happily ever after...
.. O ja, and see Twilight... everyone’s been going on about it.- CHECK

OK so its the end of march and I've achieved three of my goals for 2010. I passed my events management course and moved into my own place. I watched Twilight and New Moon and read all the books, now I'm waiting for Eclipse to come out, I got totally addicted... I've been informed that I'll be getting a promotion at work and that my boss is thinking of sending me on a real chefs course so that will be another goal achieved then.

watch this space, the big ones are still up for grabs

why do i always want to jump the gun?

I have this problem, i don't like waiting, for anything. I'm very impatient. i watched all 4 seasons of prison break before season on finished airing on SA TV. this past weekend i watched the first 10 episodes of Grey's anatomy season 6 in one sitting. Season 6 only started airing last night. so now, for the next 9 weeks I'll have nothing to do. i missed most of the previous 5 seasons but a friend has a box set so it seems as if I'll be keeping myself busy with that till season 6 episode 11.

what am i doing wrong?

I've been house hunting. in a couple of months time I'm turning 31. that means the wrong side of most years. my teens is filed under golden oldies my early twenties under classics and last year i bought my very first pier of reading glassed, you know, the kind the drugstore sells. I've got an ongoing battle with a gray hair and my anti wrinkle cream seems to make the crows feet around my eyes only worse. so I'm moving on in years, i get that. but. and there always is. at 20 i thought by 30 I'd be married with at leste two children and a successfully music store. at 25 i thought I'd at least be married by 30. at 29 i thought I'd at least be moved into my own place by 30. at 30 i bought a motorbike to compensate for the lack of my own place, husband, children and music store... so now a year lated I'm getting on with it... thus far all searches have been in vain. nothing in my price range. so momzy and the chef decided they'd turn the work room into a bedsitter for me... yeah my own place two and a half feet away from my parents... should i jump for joy or jump of a bridge, can't decide... how come other people less intelligent the i can manage to get there own place and even a spouse and i can't? i pride myself in the fact thet I've over come my disabilities... to an extent... and that I'm smarter then the majority of people i know, but i can't seem to cut this whole life thing...