Hello world!
I've been gone for a minute! I missed the blogging world. I was just in a state of confusion and I'm pretty sure that was the reason for my 'blogger's block'! I did something that I'd been meaning to do for a while. Well, I'd been meaning to do it but couldn't or rather, didn't want to! I finally totally and completely let go of ex-man-friend!
No, seriously... this time it's for real, it's for forever! So much so that I even deleted his number from my phone to stop myself from idiotically calling him in a moment of weakness! And believe me there have been a few! So how'd I do it this time? Well, I told him I wasn't gonna be his shag buddy and we really can't be friends anymore! *sob* It's been 3 days and I miss him terribly! But here's the thing. Because I'm so terrible at remembering numbers and anything mathematical, deleting his number from my moby was the best move! So I don't have his number on my phone and I never memorised it! Yippe yay! Good for me then! I'm hoping that this will be the very last time you hear about ex-man-friend and my ridiculous pining for him! We're done. And now my teddy's all I got! *sob*
Moving rite along then.... You know those stories we hear or see or read about young artistic peoples, who at one time or another, find themselves so broke that they actually live from hand to mouth? Well, today I can totally relate. It's the end of the month and I'm so, soooooooo broke! Now I'm not talking a couple of hundred rands in my bank account broke! I'm talking so-broke-that-I-haven't-enuff-money-for-rent type broke! Funny thing this! I've never, ever been in this kinda situation! It is mortifying! Anyway... just thought I'd share that bit of info! *deep-breath*
On a lighter note, I often wonder if creepy old men REALLY think that telling a girl she looks like a model will REALLY make her give him some attention, affection and a piece of *ss! Seriously! how dumb do they think we are? So this creepy old guy has been trying to chat me up the whole time I've been sitting in this chair. YUK! Total Grossification! It's soooooo pathetic! If I weren't so stressed out I may actually have humoured him!
Creepy Old Man: Hi I'm Creepy Old Man.
Me: Hello.
COM: So what your name?
Me: Soup. (The only reason I gave my name is just coz I'm tryna be polite. I'm helping out a friend at their place of work and COM is a client of some sort!)
COM: Oh Soup. Are you Xhosa (a South African tribe)?
Me: No I'm not.
COM: Oh okay. (silence for a few minutes) I suppose you model often.
Me: Ermmmm, no I don't! (instantaneous evaporation of all politeness!)
COM: Well I just thought with your body, you know, and you're quite beautiful so i thought maybe...
Me: ...(silence)
COM: So what do you do on Saturdays?
Me: 'Scuse me?
COM: What do you like to do away from work. Like what's your sport?
Me: I hate sport!
COM: So do you like watching movies?
Me: No
COM: Do you like dancing?
Me: Yes.
COM: Oh so you're a dancer? Yes! I can tell!
Me:...(again, silence!)
COM: blah, blah, blah... some trash talk about nice places around Joburg that I should 'check out' and an offer to take me to them! (Uhhhhhhhhhhh yeah, sure... like I'd go dancing with a beady-eyed, pot-bellied, creepy old man like you! WTF????????)
Anyway, after a while I guess he got the picture and buggured off. He's now sitting a ways away from me! I mean really! What is it about me that attracts the old, pot-bellied types? I have nothing against older men. I'm just not into the creepy, pot bellied ones! YUK! Anyway, he's certainly put me off men - for a while at least! LMAO!
Anyway, that's about as eventful as my day has been. And so off I go to make a plan regarding them dollar bills! Eeeeeekkk! Wish me luck!
OUT!
I've been gone for a minute! I missed the blogging world. I was just in a state of confusion and I'm pretty sure that was the reason for my 'blogger's block'! I did something that I'd been meaning to do for a while. Well, I'd been meaning to do it but couldn't or rather, didn't want to! I finally totally and completely let go of ex-man-friend!
No, seriously... this time it's for real, it's for forever! So much so that I even deleted his number from my phone to stop myself from idiotically calling him in a moment of weakness! And believe me there have been a few! So how'd I do it this time? Well, I told him I wasn't gonna be his shag buddy and we really can't be friends anymore! *sob* It's been 3 days and I miss him terribly! But here's the thing. Because I'm so terrible at remembering numbers and anything mathematical, deleting his number from my moby was the best move! So I don't have his number on my phone and I never memorised it! Yippe yay! Good for me then! I'm hoping that this will be the very last time you hear about ex-man-friend and my ridiculous pining for him! We're done. And now my teddy's all I got! *sob*
Moving rite along then.... You know those stories we hear or see or read about young artistic peoples, who at one time or another, find themselves so broke that they actually live from hand to mouth? Well, today I can totally relate. It's the end of the month and I'm so, soooooooo broke! Now I'm not talking a couple of hundred rands in my bank account broke! I'm talking so-broke-that-I-haven't-enuff-money-for-rent type broke! Funny thing this! I've never, ever been in this kinda situation! It is mortifying! Anyway... just thought I'd share that bit of info! *deep-breath*
On a lighter note, I often wonder if creepy old men REALLY think that telling a girl she looks like a model will REALLY make her give him some attention, affection and a piece of *ss! Seriously! how dumb do they think we are? So this creepy old guy has been trying to chat me up the whole time I've been sitting in this chair. YUK! Total Grossification! It's soooooo pathetic! If I weren't so stressed out I may actually have humoured him!
Creepy Old Man: Hi I'm Creepy Old Man.
Me: Hello.
COM: So what your name?
Me: Soup. (The only reason I gave my name is just coz I'm tryna be polite. I'm helping out a friend at their place of work and COM is a client of some sort!)
COM: Oh Soup. Are you Xhosa (a South African tribe)?
Me: No I'm not.
COM: Oh okay. (silence for a few minutes) I suppose you model often.
Me: Ermmmm, no I don't! (instantaneous evaporation of all politeness!)
COM: Well I just thought with your body, you know, and you're quite beautiful so i thought maybe...
Me: ...(silence)
COM: So what do you do on Saturdays?
Me: 'Scuse me?
COM: What do you like to do away from work. Like what's your sport?
Me: I hate sport!
COM: So do you like watching movies?
Me: No
COM: Do you like dancing?
Me: Yes.
COM: Oh so you're a dancer? Yes! I can tell!
Me:...(again, silence!)
COM: blah, blah, blah... some trash talk about nice places around Joburg that I should 'check out' and an offer to take me to them! (Uhhhhhhhhhhh yeah, sure... like I'd go dancing with a beady-eyed, pot-bellied, creepy old man like you! WTF????????)
Anyway, after a while I guess he got the picture and buggured off. He's now sitting a ways away from me! I mean really! What is it about me that attracts the old, pot-bellied types? I have nothing against older men. I'm just not into the creepy, pot bellied ones! YUK! Anyway, he's certainly put me off men - for a while at least! LMAO!
Anyway, that's about as eventful as my day has been. And so off I go to make a plan regarding them dollar bills! Eeeeeekkk! Wish me luck!
OUT!
