Not all who wander are lost.

Don’t we all wander at some stage of our lives? I think its part of human nature to be a little lost at times and delve from your destiny. I used to be wanderer and not just any kind I used to be the I’m-a-IT-whiz-kid kind wanderer.

I wasn’t lost I just knew I had to get out of my hometown at that stage of my life. I wanted to be a CITYzen (get it?) and do random courses. Not because I didn’t know what I wanted to do but because I wanted to do so much. After a chat with parents I soon realized that this was not going to happen. “Engineering, IT or science”. Huh? What happened to making your own choices in life and the whole you can be whatever you wish to be thing? After a year I dropped out, no more Cobol for meJ.

I eventually ended up where I am to because of all of that and although it took longer than intended. See the thing is I wasn’t moving about without any goals and I surely wasn’t going to give up. The wandering made me realize that no matter where I find myself I should always look at the goals future I set out for myself.

How do you step from the top of a 100-foot pole?

The picture above clearly demonstrates how it has to be done only in the opposite direction. If only. Taking one step from the top is likely to ensure a couple of bruises or broken bones. Standing on top for more than an hour will see me fall flat on my face. Sliding down the pole? Would’ve been so much easier. What if the top of the pole is level with the balcony of a flat or something. That would make the entire process so much easier.

To step to the top of the pole in the first place would be a mission in. Perhaps the pole has steps on the one side making it easy to get onto it and thus easy to get off it. If there are steps I would definitely take the steps. The pole may be buried in the ground with only one-foot sticking out above ground level. That would be easy. Without virtually any effort I would be able to get on it and off. In less than 10 seconds - new world record!

How do you step from the top of a 100-foot pole?
I
would guess the opposite way you got on top of that pole.

We are what we do.

If someone was to say I am a funny, clumsy, food loving, brandy (Klipdrift - proudly Robertson) drinking, sneaker buying, Beatles fanatic, Long Street loving, great singing, very stylish, beer connoisseur, hard working, dedicated, loving, strong, open minded, opinionated, family loving, gentle, caring, Lauren C stalking, B-Tech Public Relations Management male student at the Cape Peninsula University of Technology I would be fine with the description. Actually, I would be more than fine (I mean stylish come on).

I realized a long time ago that action speaks louder than words and that my actions determine who I am and how I am perceived by other. Sure we all make mistakes and people tend to remember them for what seems like an eternity, but what’s important is not to repeat them.

I know a lot of people who say they did this or are going to do that yet one never see it happening. As I said Action speak louder than words so do and put everything into it. It is important to remember what we do is an extension of ourselves. The projects we tackle in life no matter how small speak volumes on who we are and what we are capable of.

Do instead of say. Make it happen.

Fin.

French speaking perhaps?

We are afraid of the wrong things

Spiders, snakes and even clowns- just some of the things people are afraid of. Now don’t get me wrong some of the above mentioned thing can be quite scary (especially the clowns in my case), but are they really that troublesome?

The little Miss Muffets of the world will indicate by scream their terror of spiders but in a world where thousands of people get laid off their job should an itsy bitsy spider the worst of our fears? Shouldn’t we be afraid of things less trivial? I know I am.

I am afraid of not getting employed once I’m done with my degree. I fear for our country and what will become of it after the elections. I fear the impact global warming will have on our world. The crime, murder and rape rate in our country and I wonder what will be done about it. I am afraid of not being able to afford a lifestyle I am accustomed to due to the recession. I am afraid of becoming preppy and move to Pleasantville because I didn’t mind the gap (between live as I will live it and live as I was meant to live it).

Still, after all is said and done what I’m afraid of most - right now- is clowns. Is that so wrong?