So I’m back from another day at varsity and I’m doing what I also do: kick off the shoes, park in front of the PC, watch an episode of something and then look around for things to do. Yes: I’m tired and I use my valuable time at home to completely and utterly veg.
So this is where I am: varsity has been on for about seven months. We’re well into the second semester and, yes, almost done with the third quarter. I guess you can say I’m into the routine. I wake up at around 6am to get ready to leave at 7am. It’s a 40-odd minute drive to Stellenbosch and when I get home at 17.30 I’m sufficiently tired, regardless of the workload of the day. A day has on average 3 hours of class and 3 hours for a tutorial. Fridays are special: I get off at one! When I get the time and energy, I go out with a few friends and catch a movie, play a bit of pool or go for a coffee. On occasion I also bowl a bit, but I am horrible (my glory years a past me…)
So that’s my life: settled and routine. Despite the fact that I don’t take much initiative to do work on my own, I stay pretty busy. It is a little mundane and sometimes I get frustrated when I get e-mails from my friends in the UK: they’re meeting new people, integrating into new cultures and just getting away from it all. Do I wish that I had taken a year off to go hang around Europe? No, but I constantly have this burning urge to just get away. I don’t know how long or where, but just away from everything and everyone. A desert island would be nice, but I’m not in the mood for scurvy at the moment (that doesn’t mean I won’t be later… heh).
At least I’m happy with my course. That’s more than a lot of people can say. Maybe I’m just a know-it-all or maybe I actually really know something about people, because 4 out of 5 times I look at a person and I have good guess how that person will enjoy his or her course. Incidentally, my brother’s chosen profession was a stumper, but I really hope everything works out well for him in the end.
My problems can all be mended by making the correct decisions and taking the time to examine them all from a point of view other than the pity-myself one. I just don’t. I guess I’m just a fool in that respect. Or maybe I actually need this time alone with my burdens. I really don’t know.
Lesson for the day: everyone has issues. It is extremely important to deal it with as much as you can on your own before you go to other people with them. Sort out your demons, and you’ll be a much happier person and have much more perception. What do they say? They first step is admitting you have problems…
Wow, I almost made myself depro with this post – I actually didn’t mean to do that when I sat down to write something. But I am feeling a bit fluish, so excuse me. I’m off to go get some food, so cheerio.
So I finally have the new host and domain registered and the site is up! And not without a fair share of problems; it’s a good thing this site is only a hobby. I still have some bugs to iron out – I’ll keep playing around with colours and images and stuff (simply because I like to , the nearest I’ll ever get to an artistic career) and I have a Java applet on the frits, simply because I’m fed up with Java (I don’t think I have ever struggled so much with such a simple piece of code).
Today I’ll just try to stay in and work a little, partly because of a terribly sore throat, but I hope to recover enough to go and try out my new pool cue at the pub tonight . Maybe the cue, this site and varsity will be enough to keep my mind off spending money I don’t have (and some other things). Anyway, have a look around and enjoy the rest of the day!
Well, welcome to my site! This isn’t the first site I done and although it isn’t much to look it, is just something I want to do. I’m not going to sweat blood for a personal site. Here I’ll mostly write about what’s on my mind, lacking a better forum I wish to partake in. This is my li’l soapbox . I’ll rant, bitch moan and ponder here; I might add glorious insights, astounding revelations or even an expression of my utter boredom. I’ll place it here. Stay and look around or catch a bus home. I’d offer you a cup of Joe, but I don’t keep that stuff around…
So, the site’s name comes from the Counting Crow’s first album, August and Everything After. I always liked that title: a [new] beginning and a continuance. When this is all over (whatever it might be), there’ll always be new inspiration, new ideas, places and people. I like the Crow’s music, but don’t get me started why. Have a listen to it and decide whether you like it or not. Like much in the media, I find what I want to say, to express already “published”. Now I can do one of two things: add my own feeble attempts at expression to the mix or expose other’s to the things I like. At this stage in my life, I’ll take what’s behind door number two. Sure, I like to create, observe, articulate, express, contribute and change, but I’ve have slowed down over the past couple of years. Writer’s block or Desert Life. My story.
Anyway, I’m here. That has to count for something. I’ll try to add my own spices to the media mix. My magic has worked in the past, but has also singed me. For everything there is a 50/50 chance of happening, regardless of statistical odds: either it does or it doesn’t… It much easier to express yourself to strangers. That’s why art is in galleries, books get published and people act before an audience. That’s why we put stuff on the web (we’ll, partly).
Here’s to the night: a glass of red wine and a nice song on the stereo.
“The songs are all about me; or at least how I feel about things … it’s ten years about how I feel about things (I left some of the nasty things out).” – Adam Duritz (lead singer of the Counting Crows)