The statute of limitation has expired on most of our childhood traumas

Dr. Gordon Livingston was a US author and psychiatrist, who wrote a critically acclaimed book called Too Soon Old, Too Late Smart, wherein he 30 truths or life lessons (which you can read more about here ). He believed that every individual is in control of his/her destiny, despite their past of current situation. The fourth chapter in his book was called ‘The statute of limitations has expired on most of our childhood traumas.’

The chapter goes on to explain that despite what has happened to us in our childhood, whether it be severe traumas of neglect, we are still in control of our destiny, and in order to move forward we must first be willing to let go of the past, in order to move into our future.

I know we’ve probably all been in one of those situations where we revert back to a childhood memory or something we learnt (directly or indirectly) from our parents or siblings. Some of these memories or traits are positive things that we carry with us from childhood, others though, such as the memory of your parents’ abusive relationship; or being molested by a family friend are best left forgotten.

Granted, its not as easy as just getting over these traumas which leave their scars on us for life. But in order to avoid repetition thereof in your future and move forward in life, you have to let go of these traumas. Its always easier to blame something or someone, but instead of blaming your current circumstances on your past, why not decide to take control of your life and steer it in the direction that you want it to go. Don’t let your past define your future!

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Shits and Giggles

Okay, so I’ve got a little confession to make. I have this thing for awesome ‘loos’. Not just your standard, ordinary old toilet. I’m talking the really fancy ones with gadgets and buttons and wash settings. I could spend ages in the ‘lavvy’ just checking out all the different features and having an all round fun time :D. Now, I’m certainly no ‘potty head’, I just find the latest inventions of ‘super-powered’ ‘johns’ absolutely freakin’ awesome. So just for shits and giggles, here’s my absolute favourites:

Top 5 Luscious Loos/ Crafty Cans/ Plush Potties

5. Modern Toilet Restaurant (Taiwan)
Okay, so this is somewhat of a unappetising idea that seems to have kicked off really well in Taiwan. Come and have a crap on our crappers, while you eat crap, seems to be the general theme. But you’ve gotta give them credit for their crappy creativity ūüėÄ Visit their toilets online here.

4. Tate Museum Two-way mirrored toilet (London) 

An awesome, yet somewhat risqué potty experience. Imagine looking at the world outside while having a crap. Ha ha ha!

3. Fire and Ice Hotel (Cape Town)
For a unique and local crapping experience try out the Protea Fire & Ice Hotel in Cape Town, with themed lavatories. Check out the Louis Armstrong themed toilet, or the outback Long Drop, or the naughty naked themed loo, they’re all worth a visit.

2. Yo Sushi! Soho (London) Yes I go there for the absolutely yummiest sushi in town, but not before I pay a visit to my most favourite bathroom in London Town. Their Japanese crappers are so luxurious there are even low, high and medium settings to have your ass washed and blow dried. I kid you not! 

1. Swarovski Crystal Toilet (Hollywood) 
This beauty gets first place, because who doesn’t want a freakin’ Swarovski Crystal Throne huh? This beaut is set with 50,000 Swarovski crystals and costs a hefty $75, 000.

Oh and just as an added bonus, ever noticed how many colourful words there are to describe a toilet: pot; lavatory; crapper; lav; bathroom; lavvy; can; john; pivvy; commode; potty; stool; throne; long drop; earth closet; shitter; and tons more. 

And finally for your entertainment, while you’re enjoying some quality time in the john, I thought Kate Nash’s Shit Song would be more then appropriate. Enjoy!

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Only bad things happen quickly

Death, car accidents, falling down stairs, being hijacked, being mauled by a bear, are what I would consider as bad things. The saying goes that only bad things happen quickly and perhaps that’s true. Maybe bad things have such a brief lifespan when they occur to the reduce the amount of pain you feel when you’re hit by a truck or slapped through the face.

I believe that human beings are resilient and that we can bounce back from anything. Sometimes the pain is brief, but the healing process is lengthy, but it makes us appreciate the good things in life so much more. The belief that something better lies ahead, keeps us moving and the patient knowledge that good things comes to those who wait, is what keeps us motivated. So we take the good with the bad, because ‘you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.’

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My kind of "People"

“People, People who need people, are the luckiest people in the world.”

I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m a bit of a closet Barbara Streisand fan, ever since I saw the movie Funny Girl. The lyrics above are taken from one of my favourite songs by Streisand, coincidently called ‘People’. Who’d have guessed it right?
After a break from my studies, I decided to come back to uni this year and finished off what I started. So there I was, feeling like a fish out of water amongst a crowd of new faces and feeling a little old and out of place. At first, I must admit it took a bit of getting used to, but now that I’m nearly at the end of this epic long year, I can honestly say that I’m so happy to have been thrown in amongst this group of totally awesome people.¬†
So here’s the part where this gets a bit sentimental. It’s been a very long and challenging year and often it felt like I just didn’t have anything left to give, but thanks to my ‘peoples’ I’ve managed to survive. It’s not often that you get mashed together in a very stressful environment, with a group of strangers and you actually end up liking them. They’re a bunch of weird, quirky, special, funny, loud, crazy, expressive, and loveable people who (without knowing it) have helped me stay sane throughout this very draining year.
So, here’s to ‘the people’ who’ve made¬†this year an absolute blast and made¬†me realise that we all need people in order to survive. People like the Kardashian Clan in the back of the class; the Afrikaans meisie who goes gagga for Foster the People; the skater chick with the Cape Flats twang; the bubbly little person with the hyper laugh; the Class Rep with no clutch control; the Chatterbox Brit and her clan; the fashion concious Frenchie; the witty Twitter bug who everyone loves; the friendliest guy with the deepest voice I’ve ever heard; the noughts and crosses crew at the back of Research and the very well-versed Tourist Guide. ¬†
To all of you, who’ve made this year bearable, because after all, ‘people who need people, are the luckiest people in the world’! You’re all Legends!!!


A couple of weeks ago, I stumbled across this little experiment called the Blogfest, co-hosted by fellow blogger Matthew MacNish. As a social media devotee, I thought it my duty to share the concept with all of you.

The idea behind it is to introduce three of your favourite blogs to your readers and then visit the list of blogs, which other bloggers (participating in the blogfest) have nominated as their favourites. The point of it all is to start following other blogs that might have flown under your radar before and possibly find bright, shiny new blogs that tickler your fancy. In short; Pay it forward.

So, although the list (see it here) has now officially closed and I’m a little late to getting this news out to all of you, here are some of my absolute favourite blogs

1. For quirky little tales of adventure and random little tit-bits about foreign colleagues, you need to check out Peas on Toast.

2. For all the latest gossip and having a go at silly celebrities, I simply love Hurricane Vanessa

3. For hilarious emo comics and rants over turnstiles, Candy for Breakfast always makes my day.

4. For daily little bouts of inspiration and to really get your taste buds watering, Jhordan’s Sister is the ultimate indulgence.

5. For absolutely gorgeous photographs of the cutest little couples, Roberta De Lilly’s shots are¬†my absolute favourite.

6. For extremely witty and sarcastic humour, I find The Oatmeal, absolutely hilarious!

Ok, so I know that’s more than three, but hey, at least I didn’t give you my entire blog roll. Check out these really awesome blogs and get a taste of something different.¬†

Be Bold and Mighty Forces will come to your aid

I normally start every year on a bit of a high, with lots of dreams, hopes, plans and enormous amounts of ambition. Every new year feels like a fresh start to me. A new beginning, a new challenge and an opportunity to make things happen.

This year, was no different. It started off with a bang, looking bright and shiny and new! I was so amped to get going, I could barely contain my excitement. I was looking forward to so many things: being a student again; moving back home; seeing my family again; catching up with old friends and making new ones; doing some volunteer work; soaking up the sun;¬†exercising; and making a start on my many little personal projects I’d been meaning to do for so long.¬†
It was all so exciting and I felt like a ball of energy heading for success. Then came the mountain! It hit me right in the face, knocked me off my feet and dropped me on my head with a loud THUD! Bringing me right back down to reality. What a buzz kill! Sure, I knew it was coming. I knew it wasn’t all going to be easy and breezy, but the hard bits always hit you from behind and always so unexpectedly. ¬†
So needless to say, there have been many challenges in this year. Many late nights and early mornings devoted to conquering assignments; many depressing days filled with sulks over the ‘long distance’ in my long distance relationship; many days spent planted at my desk while the rest of Cape Town enjoy the sunshine; and too many days wishing this would all soon come to an end.¬†
The mountain, has been a massive challenge and there have been many times where I’ve had to pull on my ‘big girl panties’ and just suck it up and now that I’m nearly at the top, I’m literally dragging myself toward the finish line and wishing that the ‘mighty forces’ like Luke Skywalker would just show up and give me a push toward the finish. ¬†In a race, you always hear people say that you should ‘finish strong’, but by God, I’d just like to finish right about now. It’s tough, but I’m determined to get there in one piece and looking forward to finally bidding my student days farewell.¬†
So here’s to meeting the challenge, surviving the highs and the lows and here’s to kicking that mountain’s ass and then breezily cascading down the waterfall on the other side (a girl can dream, can’t she?). ¬†Only ten more weeks to go and I can’t wait to bid farewell to 2011 and welcome the new challenges that await in 2012. Here’s to the last stretch, lets make it count!
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Final Words: The Last Lecture

I watched a lecture recently that Steve Jobs delivered at Stanford University in 2005. He spoke of his childhood, of being born out of wedlock, adopted and raised by a working class couple with no tertiary education. He spoke of his time at university and how he dropped out of his course after a few months; of how he created apple, became very successful and then got booted out of his own company.   A truly remarkable man who accomplished so much in his lifetime but still recognised the value of love and family.

Ever since reading about Randy Pausch and blogging about him earlier on this year (check it out here) I’ve thought a lot about what my final words would be to people if I had one last message to share before my time on earth elapsed. After the news of the death of Steve Jobs this week, a visionary who I really admire I felt even more compelled to write this post.

I aspire to be somewhat of a visionary myself one day. I don’t think I’ll ever accomplish what these remarkable men (Steve and Randy) did, as creating the latest Apple Mac or volunteering at Disney Land is not really on my list of things to do before I die. However, I’d like to know that I made some difference in people’s lives, even in the smallest way.

If this were my Last Lecture, I’d want to share my life lessons with everyone. I’d tell them that life is a day-to-day experiment, we don’t always get it right and sometimes it explodes in your face, but when you do, it’s absolutely brilliant. I’d say not to waste time on things that don’t matter and don’t bother worrying about what is to come or what might happen; but instead take a leap of faith and hope for the best.

I’d say forget the rules and push the boundaries. I’d say live a fearless life, always fighting to reach new heights, always challenging the norm and always questioning. I’d say be defiant and don’t let your past prevent you from unlocking your future. I’d say that one of the biggest lessons I’ve learnt is that people change all the time and its not against the rules, so if you don’t like who you are, change it.

I’d tell them to make time for the things that matter, like family, friends and lovers. ¬†Show and tell the people you love and care about how much they matter. Sometimes the things we take for granted, the things that go unsaid, like a simple ‘thank you’ or ‘I think you’re amazing’ are the words that need to be said. Because sometimes stating the obvious is underrated.

I’d say take a risk, be daring, because the only person in this life who can make your dreams a reality is you. Reinvent yourself if you have to, after all if ¬†Cher can do it, anyone can. Don’t let who you are stop you from becoming who you could be. I’d say do something that matters. Forget about the money and the status and just do something for the good of mankind.

I’d tell everyone that being happy is the most important thing, so spend time on the things that make you happy. Because this is not a test run, there is no do over, you don’t get to re-write the script and there’s no room for regrets. All we have is right here and right now, so make it count.

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The Bountiful Bake Off

This past weekend I had the pleasure of spending some time in the company of some lovely ladies at the very lush Grand Daddy Hotel. My fellow blogger Jhordan’s Sister was the hostess with the mostest and organised the great little battle of the bakers.

So we all showed up on Sunday morning with our Tupperware and a very healthy appetite. My little creation was a Moist Chocolate Mouse Cake topped with ganache and fresh strawberries.

My Moist Chocolate Creation

The mission seemed simple at first, consume large dosages of bubbly and sample all the lovely baked goodies in the room. The morning got off to a great start with lots of chatter and bubbly going around the room, but by the end of the afternoon I was good and ready to roll out of the hotel after consuming my weight’s worth in cake.

The Winners of the day

To round off the festivities a winner was chosen and won a cute little apron by yet another blogger, The Sewing Room. The best part of the event was that I’d never met any of these ladies irl (in real life) and that we’d only met via Twitter or Blogger. I guess it just goes to show what the power of social networks can do and I also proves that not everyone you meet online are weird/ stalkers/ mass murderers/ insane/ living in their mother’s basement/ ¬†collecting your Facebook profile photos, printing them off and sticking them in an album that they show off to family, telling them you’re their friend.

Some of us, are actually fairly normal…see ūüėÄ

Normality is overrated anyway.
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