720 degrees
ever considered one's circle of friends? well, i have two. and both circles revolve in complete opposite directions. i guess i need them both it keeps my equilibrium on point.
the first 360. well these are peeps from ekhaya who i just happened to gel with here in south west england. it's a nice mixture of amandebele, amazulu, amaswati lamashona. actually o-zviri labo zvaka out number us. i like this circle. it gives me a firm grounding and a reminder of why and what i'm doing what i'm doing in foreign lands. they only want to see me succeed and are willing to help me just as i would land a hand. when i came from from the states, i knew that i'd have my back covered while i searched for a place to stay. it encourages me to go to church and seek things spiritual. when two in our little clique decided to get married, everybody chipped in with their five cents, rather five pence! it sort reminds me of my parents and their friends. i've always wondered how my baba's best friend is married to my mama's best friend. we have our picnics in the park or the odd braai in the back garden. it's nice. it makes england feel like home. this past weekend we drove in our nice little convoy to an sda concert in stoke-on-trent. this week, i'm busy hunting for a house with two others from my little posse. at least i know i'll be sharing with people i know from home.
however, i always turn out to be 'out-there' one and i do stick out like a sore thumb. i'm the one who describes to everyone the euphoric feeling after smoking a sheesha and then goes on to share a video of my very drunk family after too much tequila. i'm the one they can't tie down and is always talking about the 'next stop' on the itinerary. i'm the one who threw that testosterone charged stag do (details too juicy for a blog) before that guy got married and almost caused a premature divorce then had osisi not talk to me for a week. i'm the thrill seeker as far as they are concerned.
the next 360. well these are peeps from england. they are mostly from suburban kent and surrey who were emancipated away from 'mom and dad' to the clutches of the wild and wicked varsity lifestyle. they like to think of themselves as the free spirits who should go to Africa and save it from tyranny. i guess i'm their excuse for having an African friend. they are the ones with no limits. one of them once told me that you only know your limit once you reach it. this circle forces me to go pub crawling on a tuesday night just so i can have wednesday and thursday off. and by the time friday comes, it's already the weekend and so why bother? it sees no harm in celebrating a person's age with equal shots of tequila. the fact that one of them had to have his stomach pumped in an ambulance on its way to casualty makes interesting conversation. hang on, let's not forget the boys who brought their pellet guns from home and then woke the neighbours trying to shoot imaginary birds in the sky. hapless lady next door called 999 when she heard gun shots and our house was surrounded by six squad cars. such stories get loads of laughs in the pub. this clique will be happy to coast along all semester and start burning the midnight oil on the eve of exams. but don't be fooled. somehow they all pass well enough to keep mummy and daddy happy to pump money into their bank accounts. the odd barbeque turns into a binge and footie in the park is a lot more fun after a case of white wine.
however, i always turn out to be the conservative one and i do stick out like a sore thumb. i'm the one who bothers to worry about assignment deadlines and getting projects finished well before time. i'm the one who always carries crib notes in my back pocket in case i find a minute to spare in between pints. i'm the one who actually has that 'gawd awful thing' called a job and every penny i spend is actually MINE! i'm the one who raises eyebrows and wants to go home because i have reached my limit. i'm the boring one as far as they are concerned.
the first 360. well these are peeps from ekhaya who i just happened to gel with here in south west england. it's a nice mixture of amandebele, amazulu, amaswati lamashona. actually o-zviri labo zvaka out number us. i like this circle. it gives me a firm grounding and a reminder of why and what i'm doing what i'm doing in foreign lands. they only want to see me succeed and are willing to help me just as i would land a hand. when i came from from the states, i knew that i'd have my back covered while i searched for a place to stay. it encourages me to go to church and seek things spiritual. when two in our little clique decided to get married, everybody chipped in with their five cents, rather five pence! it sort reminds me of my parents and their friends. i've always wondered how my baba's best friend is married to my mama's best friend. we have our picnics in the park or the odd braai in the back garden. it's nice. it makes england feel like home. this past weekend we drove in our nice little convoy to an sda concert in stoke-on-trent. this week, i'm busy hunting for a house with two others from my little posse. at least i know i'll be sharing with people i know from home.
however, i always turn out to be 'out-there' one and i do stick out like a sore thumb. i'm the one who describes to everyone the euphoric feeling after smoking a sheesha and then goes on to share a video of my very drunk family after too much tequila. i'm the one they can't tie down and is always talking about the 'next stop' on the itinerary. i'm the one who threw that testosterone charged stag do (details too juicy for a blog) before that guy got married and almost caused a premature divorce then had osisi not talk to me for a week. i'm the thrill seeker as far as they are concerned.
the next 360. well these are peeps from england. they are mostly from suburban kent and surrey who were emancipated away from 'mom and dad' to the clutches of the wild and wicked varsity lifestyle. they like to think of themselves as the free spirits who should go to Africa and save it from tyranny. i guess i'm their excuse for having an African friend. they are the ones with no limits. one of them once told me that you only know your limit once you reach it. this circle forces me to go pub crawling on a tuesday night just so i can have wednesday and thursday off. and by the time friday comes, it's already the weekend and so why bother? it sees no harm in celebrating a person's age with equal shots of tequila. the fact that one of them had to have his stomach pumped in an ambulance on its way to casualty makes interesting conversation. hang on, let's not forget the boys who brought their pellet guns from home and then woke the neighbours trying to shoot imaginary birds in the sky. hapless lady next door called 999 when she heard gun shots and our house was surrounded by six squad cars. such stories get loads of laughs in the pub. this clique will be happy to coast along all semester and start burning the midnight oil on the eve of exams. but don't be fooled. somehow they all pass well enough to keep mummy and daddy happy to pump money into their bank accounts. the odd barbeque turns into a binge and footie in the park is a lot more fun after a case of white wine.
however, i always turn out to be the conservative one and i do stick out like a sore thumb. i'm the one who bothers to worry about assignment deadlines and getting projects finished well before time. i'm the one who always carries crib notes in my back pocket in case i find a minute to spare in between pints. i'm the one who actually has that 'gawd awful thing' called a job and every penny i spend is actually MINE! i'm the one who raises eyebrows and wants to go home because i have reached my limit. i'm the boring one as far as they are concerned.
are you sure you aint got MPD?Bi-Polar? who knows....interesting nevertheless.
Posted by
Unknown |
1:17 pm, July 04, 2006
lol! bi-polar sounds more like it. i should be on prozac!
Posted by
mpenseli |
8:43 pm, July 14, 2006