Stalkers...

Ok, so how long have I been single exactly?? I drugged myself to bed last night seeing as my faithful mate, insomnia, has returned. Wake up this morning/afternoon, it was a long night, and I have a new lesbian stalker who goes by the name Fify...enough said. I’m hoping your French or something just so that the name makes sense. Alright, on a more serious note...my academia profile is not for picking up people to date. I use my academic profile to schmooze my way to the top of my career path, not to date! I don’t scare that easily, well sometimes, but this email got me out of bed pronto and into the shaggiest, baggy clothes I own in the UK.

“Hello dear,
My name is Fify, single searching for true love relationship as i saw your profile here (academia.edu) and i became interested in you and i will like to know more about you and if you don't mind to mail me back here then i will reply you with my pictures and tell you more about myself.
I hope we can move from here. waiting for your mail.
With best regards”

Think it’s time to start dating again, a sign from the universe. So, if any of you people out there could make suggestions I would appreciate them...and probably turn them down in the end. I do love men and I admit to being bicurious, but I love all things manly, wouldn’t trade it for the world. =) Using my email address to get me to talk to you, was not a good idea. I will find you!

I must be on a roll...that’s now the third stalker I’ve managed to obtain in a space of a year!! 

Spartacus!!!

I can't believe this beautiful man has cancer =( makes me so sad. Amazing physical appearance,but i prefer the character Crixus. I've fallen in love with him more than Spartacus.

The calm before the storm

It's been week from tartarus and this is only the beginning. Finally got through the assessed lecture, English as broken as it is failed to flow smoothly,but hey... the drinks after that were most welcomed. Strawberry cider...yummy!!! Thanx to a fellow bioarch nerd for the introduction =). I would have thought that since the lecture business is over I would be able to sleep. Sadly, that is not the case. I'm not sleeping at all these days,it's been 2 weeks now since I've had proper welcomed sleep without inducing it myself. Not much work has been done either in these moments that I've spent awake. However, I have discovered a new love interest for the fantasies that play out in my head...Spartacus:Blood and Sand. What was my life before beholding such brutality & sexiness?? Safe to say I will never look at men the same way.



Following the advice of a dear friend I will not indulge you on the original content that I was determined to blog about. Apparently it could ruin things with people. To be honest, its already ruined and I'm just embracing my inner bitch. 3 strikes and you're out buddy-boy, sorry...I still love you though (my weakness). As for my stalker, I told you before, get a life and let me get on with mine, wet magnesium and flames will not be kind to your remains. Identification of your remains will be near to impossible...just saying ;)
Besides, I have a forensic archaeologist in London to impress, that's stressful enough. My hair better work with me on that day, its started falling out again,but this time I will relax and take things with a glass of wine & aKing =)

I miss my mommy & the little girl with her

And so it begins...

It’s that time of the year again when I become an unpleasant person to be around. Ok, generally I am an unpleasant person, but if you add dissertation research and writing to the mix well... I’ve spent close to a week searching for and reading articles on starch grain analysis and dental calculus. It was only last night that my brain had an “aha” moment and when I woke up the next morning, it was gone. Hmmm, my brain is simple...it works on the principle of “monkey see, monkey do” right now this monkey isn’t seeing much and is therefore not getting a whole lot done! Anyway, with loads of positive energy (just oozing from my pores) and the wonder that is science (so I’m told by the scientists) it will work out. Good!!!

Ok, so my last few posts were really angry, dark and super narcissistic and got a few people wondering what it is they did wrong. If you think you did something to upset me, well...took you long enough! Ok, no now really, I’m just embracing the narcissist-ness within my personality. There is the existence of a ‘healthy’ narcissism that we should all practice and if you know anything about me, my folks, super awesome brothers & mates then you can understand my need to have a slightly higher dosage of narcissism. If not...I’m sorry, in the case that I’ve been unpleasant...again I am sorry. A feature related to healthy narcissism is the feeling of greatness, which is the antithesis of insecurity and inadequacy. Can’t promise it won’t happen again, but this time I have a mate that I’m just going to call up and scream at. When he gets a ‘bird’, if he doesn’t have one already, she’s just going to have to deal with it for my sake.

So, on the happy and bright side of things in my York-living/uni-busyness I got my pathology report back, and must say that the comments I got back made me smile a whole lot. Comments were that it was a beautiful piece, professionally done and accompanied by well documented illustrations =). For once my photos weren’t rubbish.

Back in York

After just a little over 12 hours of travelling, I'm back in York. To be honest it feels good to be back to a little more control in my life. Spring time in the UK and the sun is out and shining, not all that warm,but shame they are trying. lol.

Getting back into the swing of things already, have a coffee date later today and dental calculus to read up on =). Sounds like so much fun, would rather go shopping. Think I'll do that before those bratty kids get married tomorrow and force the whole of England to be a part of it. Note to the "so-called Royals of England" your not really royalty, you have no power in this country or anywhere in the world actually, and nobody cares that one of you is getting married! That is all...I would like to get on with my life now.

Oh...I've realized last night that I indeed do have my own agent Booth =)

Ready to leave now

Wow...I have never before in my life felt like an outsider among my own mates. You know when you start the day and you're just so excited bout it and the people you get to see again?? Well, that is how my day originally started...loads of smiles, hugs and laughs. A lunch date that put my mind both at ease and going into sensory overload. I know it wasn't the main intention, but my emotions tend to do what they want, when they want. On the drive home all I could think about was how this "Black Widow" was sinking her teeth into my mate and flooding in so much poison into the wound. Dark secrets also came to light, I had suspected it was going on, but had no proof. Just it being mentioned by somebody else put all the pieces together for me. So many things started making sense, a clear picture was forming. The only thing I didn't and don't understand is why? Why lie about it and keep it a secret? Why did't you tell me bout her? Think I was going to judge you? Maybe a little bit yes, but I have been stood by you anyway...clearly we not as close mates as I thought we were...July 7...

My family is also turning it seems, turning me into a domesticated housewife!! Don't know how and why, but its happening and the torture is greater than Chinese water-torture. Alas, you can't choose your family so let's focus on what I can change...me.

Note to self: STOP CARING ABOUT FUCKS WHO DON'T GIVE A SHIT BOUT YOU!!!

thatisall

Changes

Remember in the last post how I claimed that nothing at all had changed in SA?? What the hell did I know, I had only been in SA for little over 2 weeks! I can honestly say that a shit-load of things and people have changed. I'm not trying to be mean and target people, and I know that changed is unavoidable, its going to happen whether I like it or not. It's just that I did not expect it to be this drastic, actually I didn't expect it at all. Maybe that's the problem. Over the past 5 months away I had stored all the memories and awesomeness of my family and mates, preserved and conserved them in their pristine and original condition, that coming back to this...made me really angry and sad. I cried!! It was the memories that kept me going in that fridge wasteland! Ok, I'm being a bit of a snob-nosed bitch right now, but thank you mates for giving me 5 minutes of your lives, while I on the other hand spent 12 hours in flight traveling half way across the world, paid around R12000, and a month out of my dissertation writing time to see your asses!!! It's cool now, I'm over it...I know I don't exactly fit in anymore, but hey so what...I'm a big girl (I think) it's just water over my really curved back now. Moving on...

I still have more rant in me, but no...! Change...have I changed? I hope not at this point I like me, so changing would ruin that, maybe later =)

I'm tired now, think I've dramatized my life a bit too much now. Time to just mellow and chill out a bit with a bunch of guys, who even though have changed, they still get me.

The power of music =) God-sent =)