School's Out

Today was my last day of university. It's strange feeling.. I'm excited on one hand and really wanna streak on the high street but then on the other hand I'm a bit sad that it's all come to an end and I won't see everyone at uni and stuff and also a bit nervous about all the changes I'm facing. Also it seems like it's been ages since we started the degree but strangely it's gone so quick.. if that makes any sense. I've got no assignments to do, no deadlines, no schedule.. I'm kinda lost, I'm hanging because I've suddenly got nothing to do but my brain still tells me that I need to be doing something. I've got a job waiting for me more or less and I've got an interview next week but I'm only just beginning to wind down from uni so I'm not too excited about it all. I need a holiday really, and I need to meet new people coz all the old ones, I've lost contact with over the time I've been at uni. The ridiculous amount of course work just takes over your life and the random "I'm not coming out tonight I've got an assignment to do" turns into weeks, months and now years of no contact. I really don't know what to do with myself now but I plan to take it slow, one thing at a time. Above all, I thank God that I've got through the degree and passed it.

Specsavers

I went to Specsavers a couple of weeks ago, guess who I bumped into on my way back.... Everyone!! Hehehe. Okay on a serious note. I finally went to the Opticians to get my eyes checked. I used to wear glasses years ago but "lost" them in my early teens coz the frame (chosen by my dad) was massive, round and plastic and the lenses were think and tinted. But I couldn't put it off much longer coz being on placement and sitting in front of a computer all day strained my eyes and I was getting bags from all the squinting. So my colleague Hilary urged me to go to the opticians. To cut a long story short, I got my specs and I was so surprised by how clear everything is. I thought it was normal to have to squint at the bus to be able to tell what number it is or to wonder who that man coming towards me with a massive grin at the train station is (my boyfriend). Now I can recognise people from crazy distances and I don't see halos everywhere at night. The joys of technology, I can see!!!! It's so exciting. I din't think it would make such a difference but it has. Oh and I have to add, I got two designer pairs, FCUK and OSIRIS. Totally hot!

Anniversary

It's Stan and I's anniversary today, fourth anniversary! I can't believe it's been so long. I can remember well the day we met. We're both convinced it was fate. We had lived on the same road, about eight or nine houses away, for ten years but had only vaguely seen each other once or twice. On this day we were both in the queue to get on a combi (if you're from H you'll know what I mean) and I noticed this cute, decent looking guy in a blue T-shirt with faces on it. I remember thinking he was so hot and that if I knew him I'd joke that he looks like the dudes on his T-shirt, lol. Moving on, we both got on the same combi and I remember stealing glances at him. It turns out he was stealing glances at me too! **giggles**

About ten minutes away from homes, the combi driver noticed a road block with cops and did a sharp U-turn and took another route (only in H). About fifteen minutes on the combi just pulled up and we were told to get out because one of the tyres had a puncture and we'd have to find alternative ways to get home. Everyone got out and was waiting for other combis to get onto. All this time I was highly aware of Stan and my female premonition kinda made me aware of a connection to come.. or something. Then the worst thing happened. Some guy totally below my standards (gwash if u're from H) came and kept trying to talk to me; "Hello sista!" lol. I ignored him and walked a few steps away. Then Stan came closer and the first thing he ever said to me was "That was the longest bust ride ever".. You can only imagine the sharp increase in my heart rate and the excitement that he'd talked to me, lol. So anyway, he asked if I'd want to walk the rest of the way home with him and of course I did. We talked and talked and talked so much that we only realised we didn't know each other's names when we were about to reach my house probably twenty minutes from the place the combi had punctured. We said our goodbyes and thought that was it coz he didn't ask for my number!! But one week later he paid me a visit and here we are.

I can't say it's all been bliss but Stan's taught me so much about myself and we get stronger everyday. Looking back at the early days it seems like a lifetime ago but four years on I remember it like it was a week ago. The best days of my life. Only time can tell what the future holds. Hope we make the best of it.

Twenty three

So my birthday's come and gone. Got the mobile phone I so didn't hint for.. no I did not!! It's strange how the addition of just one digit can make you feel so much older. I feel I can't get away with as much as I could before because I can't just smile and act naive to get away with stuff. If I did that now people would think I was retarded. I've also started thinking things through before taking action and i often speak to myself (please tell me everybody does that), self motivating and analysing how far I've come and wondering what's to come. I've reached that point in life where you're almost out of education (finally) and life is a bit daunting because everything is going to change. Will I get a job? Will I get married and when and who to? When will I move out and where to? Will I handle the responsibility and independence? That scares me a lot because I've never been away from home. I've started making some minor changes though, subconsciously. Like wearing matching socks all week and buying proper newspapers, not tabloids or magazines. I guess I'm well and truly an adult now, I'm all growed up now!

Short straw!

Why do I always end up sitting next to the beggar/ drunk/ smelly person on the bus? All the time! Or the person with a loud mp3 player or the person chewing like a cow! I could just s-c-r-eaammmm!! On the way to some training I went to this afternoon there was a man behind me smelling of a brewery! And on my way back there was some guy in front of me that had that smell of homeless people! Nothing against homeless people who sleep rough though... unless they are sat in front of me on the bus shaking off their dandruff onto my lap!! aaarrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

I reckon these are signs that I should get my license now. It's so about time! My tolerance levels are wearing thin and next time someone annoys me on the bus I'm afraid I might just harm them due to diminished responsibility!

22 March

My birthday is coming up soon, on the 22nd of March. I won't tell people though because I'm not one of those people who goes on about it way in advance just to get loads of presents. My mobile is playing up anyway so I can't ring or text people to let them know. It sucks because everytime I text the screen freezes and it does that when I call too.

Anyway back to my birthday, yeah I'm not one to campaign for presents. I've got my own count down strategy this time round. I am doing sit ups and exercising to tone up and look good when i go out for my birthday. A lateral thigh trainer would probably speed up the process though coz I'm having to be creative to devise exercises of my own. But I digress.

So yeah my birthday is coming up soon. Something to be excited about. I'm starting to panic about my age though. I think birthdays are celebrated to make people feel better about getting old and presents are bribes to cheer people up. Fair enough I guess. But yeah, I'll be keeping my birthday very quiet.

"Stalker Extraodinaire" the saga continues..

This was initially meant to be a comment on a post my cousin Tunga wrote, but it got so long I thought I'd add it to my blog and make it a sequel to his. Hehehehehehehehe! It had me in stitches!
http://tungamirayi.blogspot.com/2007/02/stalker-extraordinaire.html (sorry couldn't figure out how to hyperlink that)

Bottom line is hi5 turns you into a stalker, it does! My name's Amanda and I'm a stalker. I’ve been hiding myself on hi5 for months now by opting not to show people that I’ve viewed their page. I have certain targets that I stalk everyday (it probably runs in the family Tunga). I check if they've added any new friends. If they have added new friends I wonder who they are and how they know them and why. I also check whether their number of photo comments has gone up, and if so, who it is that has commented and what they have said. I also check if they've added new pics and where those pics were taken and who is in them and if there is a date on the pic I try to remember where I was when that pic was being taken and why I was not invited. I also check the last date they logged in. If they have logged in but there is no obvious change to their profile or statistics, I then wonder if they may have been mailing someone using the hi5 message inbox and if so who that might be.. Or even worse if they are stalking me or someone else too!! So who's the stalker? You ain't got nothing on me Tunga. Lol!!

P.S. If you have been affected by any issues in the above blog post contact Stalkers anonymous on 0800 323 825.

References: TUNGA Tu....007 2007., http://tungamirayi.blogspot.com/2007/02/stalker-extraordinaire.html
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