Family meetings, a place called home and back to reality 

Family meetings . Nope not family reunions. Family meetings . No they don’t happen in a boardroom or necessarily at the dining room table . Nor do they involve relatives such as a great great grandmother from china. Nope . It’s a time when the entire family present is affected by a specific problem that need to come to a resolution unanimously . 

Nope your cousin isn’t getting disowned . Nor is anyone dying either …. I mean the kind of serious talk where the woolworths stopped selling the double cream milkshakes . Or the fact that your favorite restaurant moved several kilometers away … very depressing scenarios I know. I myself have been in these kind of situations. For instance when we had to make the life changing decision about switching from 1ply to 2ply paper. Like I said, changed my life. We recently had another one . This time slightly more serious . We decided to move . To an isolated area in Pretoria, far far away from everyone we know . Unsurprisingly my brother was the only one who had an issue. I totally understand though, I faced a similar situation around his age, it’s not so easy to leave friends and your comfort zone … nor is it easy to leave the 5 malls down the road . But in the end we settled on the same thing . Some damn peace and quiet. We have people building houses next to us on both sides opposite us and across the river from us . If not for my incredible ability to sleep through anything I don’t know how I would have survived. The point of this whole paragraph is not to complain… okay maybe a little #firstworldproblems. The point is that peace and quiet is underappreciated . Some good old fashioned R&R is important when going home. Home is your sanctuary. It can’t be chaotic and uncomfortable. Not to say that loud and busy family’s are not relaxing enough, some find that environment comfortable to them. It all depends on you. Coming home is kicking off the pants, throwing away the shoes (not in that order of course) and picking up the blanket and sliding right under . Where you feel no judgement aside from yourself . Wanna go outside in your orange fluffy nightgown? No worries ..The world understands . It’s YOUR home.  Find your space . Be yourself . Most importantly : buy noise cancelling headphones. 

While waiting for my textbooks these two weeks I have been keeping myself occupied with a show called Hawaii five-O. I have to admit I am a little obsessed . Utterly and completely obsessed actually . It happens with a lot of shows actually. You know that feeling you get as if you know the characters and you live in that area they are in. It feels like a window to a different life . When watching it for 2 weeks straight those feelings are slightly inflated . As in I’m convinced I live in Hawaii, I have friends named Kono and Chin and I spend my weekends doing the hula with my friends on a beach … okay maybe the last one is a secret wish of mine (sad I know). But nevertheless it’s gonna be quite hard this weekend when I have to pick up my lovely textbooks on topics I kno nothing about and forget about my other life on the island of happiness. Wish me luck! 

Once again I’m sorry for my late post*nervously laughs*. 

*whispers* “I was in Hawaii….. ”

Ha! I wish. 

Anyways list for the weekend :

  1. Curb my online shopping habits (seriously it’s out of control, I think I’m taking too much of a liking to a lack of social contact when shopping … I love it) 
  2. Find out what I don’t know from my textbooks *circles everything
  3. Create schedule for the year *assigns 12 hours a day to sleep* 
  4. Make a new friend … I feel like I’ve been to anti social lately *glances at 10 pizza boxes under bed* 
  5. Cut down on Hawaii Five-O 

Ahhh now it looks like a fun week ahead ..

Alrighty the song for the week is : Waves by Dean Lewis . Personally  prefer guitar version. Beautiful lyrics, gorgeous voice and just an incredible song . Give it a try, it’s worth it . 

Movie for the week : don’t really have one actually … here’s another song : I love you baby, I love you doll by Parekh and Singh . They are an acquired taste I will admit but currently they are currently the song of choice to hula to in the shower (harder than it sounds) 

Quote for the week : Life is too short for words, so don’t try and describe it, just live it – C.S Lewis . Quote to live by really, came across it by accident this week . 

Have a lovely  week ahead everyone!

Signing out 

A Very Thoughtful Human

(With A Sudden Pie Craving) 

Mind Your Own Biscuits and Give Me Back My Tea!….Please

The time has come once again where it’s so cold indoors that there is no need to worry about forgetting to put the cheese back in the fridge because the outside is a flippin freezer . Or that you’re on your third cup of cocoa and it’s only 3 in the afternoon . Down here in South Africa when it’s cocoa time means it’s cuddle up in blankets time . No Christmassy shit around here . While the entire northern hemisphere is off gallivanting in shortie shorts and an assortment of Miss Matched flip-flops we down here (yes even if it’s still Africa) are freezing our rosy butt cheeks off . Granted 8 degrees isn’t close to what Canada calls cold but down here … Trust me . We sure find a need to pull out the space heaters, hot packs and somehow rationalize drinking over 6 cups of tea,milo or cocoa to get us through our day. Forget about regular bedtime, ten pm? You must be joking. Cus the sun sets early? Well then damn! So do we!
It’s like the entire normal living routine shifts .On a normal summer evening i would be fine with burning the midnight oil but in winter you can forget it my friend. Laziness and the need for that kind of warmth that suffocates you  just takes over … Mhmm . Never in my life do I have so much hot Chocolate as these three months … Ahh the fatter you are the less you feel cold . I’m just beefing up for warmth . If its good enough for bears and the walruses its good enough for me! Am I being convincing enough yet?

Yeah I’m not convincing myself either. This is why summer is hard for me. It’s a vicious cycle. as soon as we slim down for summer its time to fatten up for winter again. A damn shame I’m telling you.
Anyways while my tush is freezing under these layers of blankets I’ve succumbed to the laziness that I’ve just been talking about , I haven’t written at all . I have been reading, rewatching all the Disney movies and discovering new ways of stuffing a Panini . This is my way of coping with winter .
Anyone else got some good ideas how to pass time with a cup of tea?
You know that point in summer .. After you’ve hugged your sleeveless tops and sandals and you’re sick of shaving your legs every second day and the bugs and mosquitoes have bitten every inch of your skin. .. That moment where you suddenly miss your jackets and jerseys  and lets not forget the mismatched tracksuits(let’s be honest we all have a couple of pairs). You miss the warmth under the blanket, eating cookies by the fire and wearing tights socks and boots that make you appear inches taller than you already are(god knows I need those inches) .
Mhmm yeah? See a pattern? It’s amazing right? We only miss the good parts of every season . We don’t appreciate the weather when we have it . Kinda funny hey ! But right now if you’ll excuse me I have to go back to my hoard of blankets and superhero mugs filled with hot chocolate with little marshmallows like the grown up woman that I am.

Lesson learnt today : Wear a T-Shirt with the words “ I AM A FULLY GROWN ADULT : OVER 18” printed out cus clearly people aren’t getting the message. I was approached for the 110th time today when someone asked me in the mall whether my mom was looking for me or if I was looking for her. When I got over the fact that I was indeed hearing correctly and I asked her how old she thought I was she said fourteen … Not bad actually, the average with meeting strangers is twelve, I kid you not people still offer me kiddies menus. They say when I’m forty I’ll appreciate it. So yeah I’ll stop complaining in roughly 20 years

Song of the week : Biscuits by Kacey Musgraves. Yep Mind your own biscuits people. The perfect song for your nosey neighbors and your gossipy coworkers.  Great way to subtly give the hint is to flip it to full volume whenever they start talking. Works every time and its way more convenient  than carrying around a blender full of ice to plug-in. It’s also better than spitting in their coffee or having your dog take a dump in their yard every morning.

Quote of the week : “Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”– Yoko Ono. Something to think about actually, if you will excuse me I’m going to persevere to my warm bed after this… I joke… okay not really.. But on a serious note it is something to think about, the seasons bring back all sorts of memories and feelings, sit back and enjoy the ones from winter for now southern hemisphere ….

Goodnight to all . Signing out.

A Fluffy Penguin With Socks 

(And a kettle boiling as we speak)

Soap As a Birthday Gift and My “Stalker Vibes”

Have you ever had those friends that you saw at least once a week, that you discussed what kind of coffee you were fond of and who your latest women crush was or even what type of olive you preferred in your salad but they weren’t really your “close friends”. You would greet each other every morning and check up when they weren’t at work or at school to make sure they weren’t dying or offer a tissue when they cried and gave them a hug.
I had those . The people I used to spend tons of time with but never really meant much, to either of us.
Every year since I’ve known them we have exchanged presents and birthday cards. Our birthdays consisted to something of 100 word essays. With topics ranging from our tastes in music to lame jokes and the use of words like ‘kind’,”great’, and ‘nice’. Forgive me for being this judgmental and honest but if you’re going to give someone you’re close to a birthday card it should be meaningful and or goofy. something they can remember forever . Its like subconsciously we were trying to convince the other person that we were close to them because we knew all these facts on a whim about their personal lives. Fact remains that we were trying to hard.
Its only after one has best, close and utterly weird and unpredictable friends that one knows the difference between the types of birthday cards. It’s a small difference but it feels like a rather large one when you break it down .
When they write stuff about a special moment when you were together and remember a witty wrote you said to them years ago or quote a play that you both went to watch together that you both love. It can be a couple of sentences long, there can be a drawing in place of half a page and it still could mean more that 100 essay birthday cards. Know what I mean ?
True friends don’t just offer you a tissue when you cry, They bust out the serial killer kit, a box of junk food and some pure comedy shows and or they hand you a baseball bat and direct you towards a rather large rock . Either way, they know what you need, whether it be a good cry, to punch someone in the face ( god I hope not , ice your knuckles after please ) or even a marathon length run at mid day in the middle of summer.
If they were absent from school or work you would try to go over to check up on them, you wouldn’t worry about what to say next to impress them or brag to show off something they might like. Why not ? Cus True friends don’t give a rats right testicle whether you have the latest album from imagine dragons, or you’re getting a new phone for your birthday, but god forbid you bake a caramel covered triple layered chocolate cake without them and they will hold it over your head forever. It’s the silly little things that make a difference.

Onto upbeat things. Did you know that the expression and reflex of saying the words “ bless you” after someone sneezes came about after the plague ? Yeah me neither . Cus back then When you sneezed they prayed that you weren’t sick from the plague and that you wouldn’t die … those were some chilling times. LOL you wouldn’t know if other people’s ‘bless you’ s were sarcastic or not. Doubt anyone would stop to ask. A lot must have been left up to mystery in those days.

Its seems my sass level has reached new lows. This week is my stalker week that’s probably why, my witty energy has been all used up. Its my brother’s birthday and as the darling sister i have to get him the perfect gift because what he and the late Joan Rivers have in common is that they are judgemental, Yes over clothes too but his complaints have been with my gifts in the past. Granted I did say they gift of presence should have been enough to appease him but he does get that gift everyday. This year I decided to change it up and get fancy. I have invested in a mug. Yes . A mug.
Don’t give me that look, a mug is a wonderful present. That’s been my thing this year, giving people mugs for their birthday. By best friend got three for her birthday. Sometimes wonder how I kept my friends. Its sure isn’t my birthday gifts. I believe I gave a girl I knew a scarf for three years in a row .It’s not like a receive such great gifts either, I mean my aunt and my uncle have given me a new set of deodorant and soap since i turned 10. Like Guys I know I hit puberty and that age but I know i need to use soap. What y’all Tryin to say here ?
Back to it being my stalker week, over the past two years I have created a quickly growing collection of the people in my house sleeping. whether it be on couches in beds or on airport chairs I have the evidence. I have decided to gift everyone with a birthday card made up of all their photos of them catching a good nap in incredibly funny positions. Not before you judge me just know that they started it. They have plenty of embarrassing mid snore photos of me too.
I happen to think my idea is quite ingenious . Anyone else have any good birthday gift ideas ?
Song of the day : Now or Never – Halsey . I really love her music. Her voice is just too addictive…
Lesson learnt today : Pay attention to the people around you. You never know how interesting people are unless you spend some time with them one on one. A good chat never hurts. Strike up a conversation with someone you don’t normally talk to every once in a while. Surprise yourself .

Enjoy your week Everyone
Signed Out.
(A Rather Tired Human)
(Who needs another Haircut soon)

Things Not To Eat On Dates And Being The ‘Bum’ Of The Group

I have an addiction to kettle fried chips, its unhealthy and quite unappealing to listen to but still its amazing . Lays makes the best ones yet .
I must admit I am an Extraordinarily loud chewer. I can’t even hear the TV sometimes. (See, Just because I put the volume louder does not mean that I have terrible hearing , there are plenty of other actual embarrassing issues)
I know what you’re thinking, Woman, just close your damn mouth when you chew that should solve the problem. Yeah. No it doesn’t . Not at all. My mouth is always closed when I eat food. That’s the thing about eating with your mouth open, it repels people rather than attracts them. You could probably attract a seagull if you open your mouth wide enough ( if you’re into that sorta thing). This results in me never being brave enough to eat kettle friend chips in front of strangers… yeah that was my main problem this week. Aside from writing exams and having realised that I’m the ‘Bum” of my group in life.
Back to being the “Bum” of the group . It sucks to be honest, it’s not like we wake up on January first and think Gee last year was too productive let me do nothing with this one… No. It doesn’t work that way.
The beginning of this year I had plans . I was gonna go to university, serve my three years, finish honours abroad if I have to and travel . I applied to my top universities and my life plan was all in order. Then I got lupus . Within the span of a month, I couldn’t walk or go anywhere . Then my school results came back. And that’s when I really got the shock of my life.
They say things happen for a reason. I didn’t do well or go to university so I could deal with the disease this year. Or maybe secretly I wasn’t emotionally ready yet and i was suppressing this feelings and sabotaging myself. Either way. That’s how I became a Bum. And either way this sucks.
Signs to tell if you’re the bum of the group

  • You’re constantly cancelling plans last-minute cut you don’t feel like going out
  • You’re not doing anything productive thing this year like going to university or getting a job or helping around the house
  • you’re caught up on all your series
  • you’ve started 5 new series recently
  • your friends tell you you’re a bum
  • the most interesting thing in your life right now is the newest show on Netflix
  • you get yelled at constantly to put on pants when people come over (pshh totally not me)
  • When people ask about your future your answer is somewhere along the lines of “uhh yeah I’m gonna do something nice, yeah its gonna be great”
  • Your friends have conversations about their futures that you cannot relate to at all like “Im going to take a week-long sleep because university is killing me” or “My friends at campus have been keeping me so busy in their study groups” . Yo I would like to bond over something too …. even if it is the weather …
  • Yeah you spend your days trying to control ordinary things like how well your bread is toasted or how neatly you can make your bed
  • You’ve recently taken up a new skill that you know you’re not very good at but it makes you feel better that you’re trying something (for me that has been yoga). And you get a sense of accomplishment from this skill because it’s easier to admit that your just killing time

All of these are signs. You can one of them or all of them. Either way, in my opinion it sucks. Another example of Why I’m the group bum is I’m the only one who hasn’t learnt how to drive yet. Yes secretly I’m scared of running over a deer and having to explain that to Bambi’s mom’s ghost but other than that I’ve just had no motivation.
You know how most kids want a car for their 18th birthday ?
Yeah I wanted a cake. A 3 layered cake. With sprinkles might I add. I was feeling real fancy.
I will get back to you on Getting out of the bum phase when i actually get out of this phase. So yes i have a problem, but i do plan to find a solution soon. This isn’t just meaningless complaining . Trust me .
Back to some other less serious discussions

YUMMY FOODS YOU SHOULD PROBABLY NOT EAT ON DATES !!
Yes this needs to be on here.
I decided to make this list while chowing down a rather well stuffed falafel in the middle of the mall the other day. I must say it wasn’t very attractive at all.

  •  Tacos (you know why)
  • falafel ( if you have a mouth bug enough to fit an entire falafel with stuff and sauce kudos to you ) all I can say is damn that sauce get everywhere . Carry a spare shirt or a bib.
  • Bananas (you also know why) personally I would totally eat one to bug people out.
  • Nachos and salsa . If the salsa is hot it somehow ends up in your eyes and on oyur favourite shirt and then you’re crying for two entirely different issues . Just stick to guacamole my friend.
  • Indian bunny chow. Yeah messy as HELL. Wonderful to lick your fingers afterwards but be aware it sometimes stains fingernails yellow
  • Ribs( I’m a vegetarian so I wouldn’t know how these taste) I would know how it looks to eat though. That sauce goes everywhere!! There isn’t a neat way to eat such.
  • Kettle fried chips (if you’re a noisy chewer)
  • Deep fried crickets (again I have never tried this, nor will I ever try this on purpose)

That’s pretty much what I have so far : please feel free to suggest some more!

All these foods are pretty much the best though so just make sure your date isn’t one of those people who carry a personal hand sanitizer around before you take them tot a falafel restaurant . And if you happen to eat without messing. You’re not doing it right man.
Song of the week : Nevermind – Dennis Lloyd . It’s such a chilled song with some serious lazy day vibes. Perhaps for lovely day trip with friends to the beach.
Lesson learnt today : I’m really rusty at math. Also I really like saying the sentence ‘ I told you so’
Anyways This weeks post was a bit more serious than usual unfortunately. Next time I’ll find something interesting to yap about.Thats a promise.
Movie of the week : Gifted – This is a serious recommendation . That was one the most heartwarming genuine movies I’ve watched in a while. Its a wonderful movie for a Sunday afternoon .
Have a lovely weekend
(A Slightly Lazy Human )
(Is Actually A Liar Who Is VERY Lazy)

The Procrastination dilemma Aka : THIS POST & Starbucks Brownies

Eating stale rusks is a bad idea . No, like seriously bad. It may very well put you off rusks for life (If you’re not a pushover when it come to food. Like me)

Going through my iTunes song list and clearing all the songs I don’t listen to anymore has become a personal goal lately. As has been this blog, and cleaning my room, re organising the study and many many other delicate things that have missed my attention these past couple of days. Ahhh smell that ? That’s the stench of exam time and uncontrollable emotion. Top it off with an unstable narcissist and you’ve got a winner ! I mean I’m not talking about me … I’m too contained and controlled for that.
HAH! As if
Things to do this week (in order of likelihood  of occurring ) :

  1. Do laundry
  2. make gourmet breakfast
  3. Organise iTunes library
  4. Make this post
  5. Make another post
  6. Colour code my wardrobe
  7. Find my Birth Certificate
  8. Make gourmet supper
  9. Say I’m going to study in a very serious tone while looking in my phone camera.. (the mirror is way too far )
  10. WATCH TROPHY WIFE( Cant believe they cancelled that show)
  11. Actually study …..
  12. Make a new list

I MEAN WOMAN! PRIORITISE FOR GODS SAKE .
Its night-time right now, make a gourmet supper before breakfast dummy, DUH!
Yeah so we understand the problem. It’s a condition which affects over 100% of people .Including me. Its called Toothpicks people!!! Who picks up the little cheeses they put out to taste in the mall with their little saliva dripping hands ? EWWWW !
Also, all of us suffer from procrastination. Yep a long word . Even it procrastinates to get to the end . Ever notice when people say that word they drag on the first word and fire out the ‘Nation’ part . Just me ? OHHhhh Well….. It’s the perfect way to describe all projects, assignments and study routines. Start of real slow with the mindset of : If I just start this earlier than usual and do a little every day ill be fine ?
Oh yeah .. as if .. suck my toe (okay not really that’s gross) but seriously . Two days till the due date from the due date, guess what ? Yeah you find yourself 3 seasons of scorpion in and 5% finished with your assignment . Yep, the 5% is from that day you first started. Remember you went to fetch that delicious cup of strawberry fro-yo? Well that turned into 2 seasons of Bones and a quick stop at Starbucks for a brownie . You know you’re pretty good at avoiding your problems if you got to Starbucks and come back home with a brownie. Like Dude, seriously. Get. Your. Life. Together .
Anyone relate ?
Song of the day : Rebel – Lady Bee ft Jalise Romy. Pretty apt right? i felt the wrong kinds of a vibes from this song. The lyrics may have said ‘ Bad boy whisk me into your world of class bunking, tattoos and smoking weed on a school night’, and the music video was all like ‘ girl that may or may not be my best friend or lover show me how to shoplift and take joyrides’ but all I got totally different vibes . They go something like ‘ You don’t need to study, you’re so smart and amazing, continue watching The Simpsons and you can bask in your shame later ….’
Lesson learnt today : Yeah . Don’t smoke weed during weekdays, also , don’t eat stale rusks .

P.S I have nothing against Starbucks brownies. All brownies matter, in all coffee shops.

Goodnight to all
A very problematic human
(with tea and cookies (I got rid of the rusks ))

Dancing on Bar tops, A love of music and still keeping things PG

It’s another day in the (insert my surname here) . Where failed tablet swallowing leads to me getting thrown up on(Don’t ask) and I find out, late as per usual, that Walter and Paige have another fight (incase you’re wondering YES I am still talking about Scorpion) P.S I can feel your judgement from here and I’m NOT liking it..

I must admit my crush on Machine gun kelly has revealed itself as he raps in a girly cowboy bar with a bunch of girls who dance on bar Countertops. Yes, the Little Mix video, Those girls are hella attractive too.
Another revelation I had today was the fact that I don’t want to stay here. As in for once in my life my brain decided to make a decision, now, out of all times that it wants to get a scholarship and leave this country. A bit late if you ask me. Maybe if I cared last year i could have made decent grades but unfortunately my minds a stubborn shit who didn’t wanna do anything it wasn’t passionate about. I tried. Don’t get me wrong. I just had too many brainfarts during the exams, and my classes, and at home…Gee would you look at that …Maybe it is me .
Don’t get me wrong. I love my country, that’s not why I want to move really… I love the vibrance, the people and the culture and the way when we walk down the street people casually sing Voetsak(its like a rude way of saying “go away!” but used way too commonly in South Africa) Zuma and toi toi any and every day of the week. No Judgement there. Our president really is a twit.
But I feel like if i don’t make a move now I never will. It’s as if I know I will become complacent and start dreaming smaller and smaller till I’m the very thing I swore I’de Never become, ordinary. Someone who didn’t make a change in the world, or leave her mark, someone who didn’t do anything legendary cut she never had the balls to go out adventuring.
it’s not like I need to whack a Police officer with a protest sign or chain myself to a tree for a week . I doesn’t really matter how I make a difference or where or even if anyone knows about it, I just want to leave a mark of happiness somewhere . As cheesy as it sounds I happen to think that’s the closest thing humanity has to immortality …other than the obvious become rich a dictator (emphasis on the DICk part)
Might I just add that two weeks ago I braved the sun(An enemy of a victim of Lupus) and attended my first protest. I was very proud. Walked almost 8 Km. More on that another time .
I wanted that whole experience of finding my true self and growing up … you know like in all the movies where against all odds the teenager moves out to college and has their own life. Learns to deal with things on their own, matures ,finds their purpose and BAM the end they know what they want in life and that’s where it does from there. But alas, Life is not a movie, Life is a bouquet of roses in a Hurricane.
Sometimes prickly, sometimes sweet, never in the same place and very chaotic.I came up with that one all on my own. I’m feeling as pleased as punch with myself right now …
Allow me to bask in my glory briefly …
Ok all done .
Back to where we were:
You know initially I wanted to keep this PG but then  I figured .. seriously who does anymore ?
Kids these days say shit that my parents would wash my mouth out with soap and baptise me to be sure back in the day. The times are changing and its no longer about what words we use, it’s about what we are trying to say. Ever seen many PG posters at protests recently? dDon’t think so .
Anyways
Coming back to my dancing on bar tops comments. Remind me to put that on my bucket list. Not that I need to be drunk to do it . I just would like to have that experience. If i had to logically question everything on my bucket list it would take wayyyyyy more lines than this. Not to mention some of the things on the list arent remotely logically explainable.
A simple answer to why in this case is like every to be teen I had a list of movies i had to watch before venturing into my teens and future adulthood. Amongst this list lies movies like Cliques, Aquamarine, The Breakfast Club, Clueless and of course, the infamous Coyote Ugly . If you haven’t watched it yet go check it out now. It’s a wonderful story in my opinion where the main character (you guessed it ) Dances on bar tops occasionally. A much deeper storyline than that of course but that’s what made me decide to add that onto the bucket list. While I’m here lets just also mention the reason for my bucket list…. Yep. It’s the movie The Bucketlist . About two aged men who go through their last days completing their bucket lists together before they die. A wonderful movie really. With a another much deeper storyline I won’t dive into right now either .

Shout out to my favourite band right now, The Bleachers . Their previous album was amazing and I’m expecting their new one to be just as impressive as that one.
Boy I really hope its good .
I find it funny how much faith and hope we put in our favourite bands and singers . We rely on them to make us feel certain emotions, bring some nostalgia into our lives and attach need memories to songs. It’s a wonderful job a songwriter has, as does the rest of the team that comes up with the music. They have the power of influence.
Think about your favourite memory, there’s a song that you can assign to it right ? And even if the lyrics of the song don’t make sense to anyone else you somehow mange to find an emotional attachment to those specific words in the song because of that memory. For example the song By Imagine Dragons ( another great band you should totally check out) called I Bet My Life, I happen to think of it as my relationship with god, For various reasons . But the writer of the song wrote it because of his relationship with his parents. two different people, two different meanings. Its like abstract art. We all find something different when we read between the lines. And isn’t that a beautiful thing ?
People who have a deep appreciation for music and art have my friendship already. It’s as if you don’t need to know the other people to connect.

Song of the day Stay Together – Noah Cyrus (okay yeah i know But don’t judge me. Her song is particularly catchy) I admit that i do not really relate to this song at all because I’ve never really had a S.O in my life that i needed to ‘Stay Together for a night” with. Even if Noah’s intentions in the song is just to talk. But the beat is catchy and I’m addicted to the clean version. Makes me feel less gangster #KeepingItCool
Life lesson learnt today : When you think you’re running out of pecorino romano cheese. You’re probably right and should plan ahead unless you want to wake up in the morning and find that you suddenly have none left. If you’re a lazy shit like me, you probably left the cheese wrapping in the cheese drawer, and if you’re desperate (like me once again) you’ll have the urge to go lick that wrapper.DO NOT GIVE IN TO THE URGE.

Signing out
A Very Erratic Human
(With Amazing Taste in Music)