Before I begin another meaningless post, I would like to start off by giving you a memorable philosopher's quote : "Moenie jou poep inhou nie, die gas gaan na jou brein toe en dis die hoofoorsaak van kak idees."

Or translated in English (albeit less effectively said) "Don't hold a fart in. The gas will travel to your brain and it only leads to crappy ideas."

Ok so a philosopher didnt actually say it. In fact, I don't know who said it, and how they indeed stumbled upon this particular piece of wisdom, but hey.

Went out last night with the girls for a bit, it was fun but they (1st year darlings that they are) dragged me and Nicky to All Stars, which could be renamed "Dance and Pull". So there we are, bobbing to some remix of an otherwise good rock song , a SoCo or two later. There was this really cute guy in the middle of the floor , quite a good build, with light brown/gingerish hair, some stubble and he was wearing a...jersey with a zip....on a heated dancefloor. He did have it rolled up to his elbows. I have no idea why Im blogging about this, but it stuck in my head. random.

Jinx was drunk , which was really funny cos she's normally very quiet and reserved, but sharp.
So she was repeating herself every few minutes.
I'll post something really really really exciting tomorrow, otherwise youre all going to start hating me for posting crap and you'll abandon me. :/

And a word of welcome to our newest incumbent in the blogworld, EJ.
Who we have yet to get a proper name for ;P
And I think its bizarre that we're both in Stell. How un-fricken-likely, huh?