My first blog....

It's a well known fact that creative writing isn't my foray of expertise. Creativity is always left to the 'arty-type' who fabricate paintings, poems, and fantasy characters like barney without so much as a drop of sweat....Hi-5 to the chap who created barney, what a way to go and give children the idea that hugging monsters is showing love....and then u blame Micheal Jackson when they run at his porky face with smiles....
Lets not stray too far from the topic at hand...wait there is none....
I will type whatever comes to mind, in the most crude and unrefined writing style possible(not intentionally, i just suck at English, yes Ray u were right , i paid for that 'A')

its 3.45am , sitting on a comfortable bed, with a half bottle of dialution(a.k.a coke to you non-alcoholics, and quitters in the AA!!) on my bed side table.
due to my desperate state of boredom and lack of entertainment , I've chosen to entertain, if not enlighten you on my somewhat different perspective on the world....

Firstly , I'd like to clear something up, i am not a super geek genius, neither am i a 'wanna-be American gangster', and people , i don't walk around like I own the world, 'although daddy has the title-deeds to half of it, Billy-G has the other half'., I HAVE A LIMP, my hip bone, also known as the femur, grinds against my pelvis and the ligaments and tendons surrounding the hip joint as a result of an injury i sustained years ago.....walking pains me with every step, short of morphine shots every half hour, nothing can take away the pain, I JUST HAPPEN TO LOOK PRETTY GOOD PULLING OFF THE WALK.....so stop hating y'all

Moving on...i have just completed my first year at Rhodes university, with half a liver left, great memories, many insane pictures, scars on my knees from crawling home, and a few regrets....
I can certainly say this has been the best year of my life....I owe a huge thank you to my EX-girlfriend, who i followed loyally to Rhodes instead of pursuing my hearts desire,actuarial science at U.C.T...many are shaking their heads at this moment , thinking why would i thank her after i followed her to Rhodes then proceeded to break up....well that's for another blog entirely, maybe a book to encompass a long story spanning 3 years in total....


Rhodes was my holiday destination, i feel like I've just got home from Ibiza or long beach...'yeah right' I'm sure u are thinking... but in all honesty, first year has been a gap year with a bit of homework and spot tests here n there...(no disrespect to those that had to battle through) ...When u spend all your money on booze, hangover water( water in Grahamstown is shit, no really u can see the shit floating in the glass) food and club entrance fees, u know u are on vacation....all i needed was one of those tourist waist-wrap-around pouches, and a passport stamp so i cud officially be a tourist.

Gosh we partied, every week, without fail we were out there doing it like we were doing it for t.v.....

but Rhodes isn't amazing for me just because of partying, besides the fact that its the only varsity that u can walk around on campus on at 4a.m and not get mugged for yo cheap phone, it also offers a diverse group of people and characters...
u can choose to look at it from two perspectives, 1. people reveal their true colours at Rhodes, were swinging the other way is promoted, and were your parents law, or hometown culture has no hold over you...
OR 2. PEOPLE PUT UP A FACADE as they attempt to be who they are not, metamorphosing from their geeky or reserved selves in high school to the party freaks who want to fit in with the mob......

i'd like to hope i haven't changed into one of the 'fakes'. Change is good, only if it is for the betterment of one's self and not to impress others. i pity those that need attention from others by being what they are not, in the end you can only lose yourself.

in all respects, varsity is a place to explore the depths of yo character and to do all the crazy things yo heart desires before you are too old or have too many responsibilities....for example. BUSH DIVING, its an insane thing to do. Hurling yourself at a thick bush in the hopes that it will catch and throw u back whence you came,..at 19 , drunk n nothing to lose u can afford risking flying over or threw the bush to the hard skull cracking concrete floor(trust me ive seen it happen), at 30 , you will probably have a wife and kids to think about......YEAH so im pushing an EXtreme example through , but truth is, these are the prime years, the best years of our lives, were we are only responsible for ourselves and nothing and no-one else.......

If u aren't out there going wild and crazy, do something about it, before life passes you by......

wow..ive babbled for quite a while, with bright red eyes and a sore neck, i move to retire..all in favour say 'I'.....IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII..........i bet you said 'I' , hahaha,....