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Thoughts of a dying humourist
Wednesday, February 14, 2007


Roses and Porns

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. To the singletons : here's to another day we get to be the third wheel in every possible situation except suicide. To the couples : have fun, and stop rubbing our noses in it.

Today is one of random rants, because as always I dont really have anything constructive to say.
It seems Kirst and Mikey are m.i.a...while Debaser and I seem to be barely making an effort to update our blogs. Where is everyone???

Watching the Bulls/Cheetahs game on Saturday, there were a few cheerleaders for the Bulls. Now, call me crazy but I can't imagine wanting to jump around spelling out letters with my body all while smiling like a goldfish on crack and wearing less than a bathing suit. Oh they could say they're "building spirit!" . Theyre also building the need for mass-evacuationof the stadium when someone snaps and goes at them with a shotgun. Seriously. And why do Americans adore the "cheerleading" girls so much in high school? Like sleeping with the quarterback and having long hair is some kind of achievement?

Blog a little later, I have to run up to my room quickly. Be good!
Anni
12:29
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Saturday, February 10, 2007


Mizz!

Whigfield. If you were around in 1996, you'l know her songs... "Sexy Eyes" being one. The hideous one. Close your eyes and imagine vegging in front of the t.v, not a thought in your head. I bet that song is playing right now.

After some mild research I came upon some interesting facts that you didnt know. (Who googles Whigfield?)

- She's Danish.
- Her full name is Sannie Charlotte Carlson (*snigger* i kid you not)
-Her albums were named, in order :Whigfield , Whigfield II, Whigfield III, and Whigfield IV.

bwahahaha! Everytime I think of the fact that a woman called "Sannie" sang about "sexy eyes" and " Whiggy whiggle" ( a song on her second album) I burst out laughing.

say cheese!

Oh ,and as is the habit, kids usually dont know what theyre singing, they just do so at the top of their lungs and atonally. So at age 11/12 us group of girls were warbling out " I want you inside me, tonight" . ;) no really. It must have been disturbing on so many levels.
Anni
15:53
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Friday, February 09, 2007


Bedraggled, and other words

Defeat is only momentary. Until someone starts laughing at you and then you'l never live it down.

Im hoping/wondering how everyone is doing.. sure, I can check the blogs, which I will do, but Im still wondering. A few people have cornered me (ok, just Wian) and told me that Im a bad blogger for not updating for 3 months. Im sorry. From now on, I'l be a writing whore (more about that later) so you'l know about everything that happens in the life of Anni. As if anyone really, really cares.

In a nutshell : It was Graduation, Christmas, New Years, Birthday and University Post-Grad in the past 3 months. All were hot , literally. And all were good. Especially perhaps New Years which involved pretty delicious punch and an ugly aftermath. I bet you know what happened.

So this year, I'm 22, doing an Mphil in Document Design and Analysis. Sure it sounds boring but I love it to bits. I cant wait to go to class in the evenings. :) I've also been appointed at the Language Lab as a writing consultant. (ka-ching!)

Also, Im still single. Which might be good news for some of you, for different reasons. One of being that I will still be ranting on about how people cannot balance their damn relationships and they live as if the other person is their only functional kidney. Ah , the bitter rants of a happy singleton. Its sort of like sitting on a tin roof throwing pebbles. It makes a lot of noise, but doesnt mean anything.

I miss my blogger friends. Kirstin (we want you TO COME HOME honey!!!) , Mikey (a savanna and philosophising about interior decoration wouldnt go amiss right about now) and dear Edward-John (who, I find now, Im missing terribly). And not forgetting Matt, whom I havent met, but hope to one day.
I really wish we could all just go someplace and hang out for a couple of days.

Oh, and there's something which deserves special announcement : Tate is coming to S.A with a few friends :) I'l be seeing him, so I'l keep you updated on the what's what and whether he really is the world-champion of corny t-shirts (you remember....the well booyee episode, hahaha)

Be good, I'l post more soon
Anni
14:56
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Sunday, February 04, 2007


2007

HELLO!

Just a quick note to say , Im back on campus, so the blogging should pick up again :)
I have no idea whether im still on people's blogrolls, hahaha, but oh well.
Talk to you soon.

Anni
Anni
14:15
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