Concrete Jungle where dreams are made of…
A good friend of mine recently returned from a magical 6 months in the Big Apple. She studied a course in dancing there and she plans to go back there to find work and carry on dancing.
She is a ordinary South African girl who had big dreams of goin there and making a life, and finally, it’s becoming a reality.
While she was telling me about her life there, I became really jealous and imagined a life like what I see when I watch Sex and the City.
Perhaps I am just naive and I have far-fetched ideas, but I would really like to see what it is like to live in such a metropolis.
I have heard it can be quite a lonely place if one doesn’t have any contacts there, and this fact daunts me. Luckily I will hopefully have a friend or two there.
Is it true what Alicia Keys says in her song? Is it a concrete jungle where dreams are made of?
K plus A
The essence of human relationships in the 21st century
Good day!
Over the past few days I have been thinking about the world in which we live, in and amongst eachother, getting by and attending to our daily lives.
Those who know me, know that I am constantly on the go, driving all around Cape Town and going to many different places on a daily basis. This forces me to interact with various different people, some pleasant, some not so much.
It is interesting to see that it’s possible to form a better relationship with the guy who helps you park your car, than with your neighbour. For example, I often do grocery shopping in Kloof Street in Cape Town. I park in the same parking lot and I am helped by the same parking attendant every time. he knows my name, I know his and we greet each other and ask how each other’s day has been. This is so very different to the man who lives next door to me. I am lucky if he looks me in the face when he says hello, if he says hello at all.
This is so surprising to me as 20 years ago, you would say hello to everybody in your neighbourhood or surroundings, whether it be your neighbour or bank manager. It was just common courtesy.
The evolution of human relationships is quite surprising, and if not an evolution, a revolution. How will we relate to eachother in 20 years to come?
K plus A
Is Twitter the latest and greatest dating site on the web?
Over the last year and a half I have become what they refer to as an “active” twitter user. I do use it everyday, I tweet, I reply and interact with all kids of different people from all walks of life.
I found it has been really useful to me, I have made lots of friends from it and it’s a great networking tool. What is my favourite thing about it is that you can interact with anybody on it, even if you don’t know them.
If you reply to a person, 9 times out of 10 they will be curteous enough to respond which is why it is a great networking tool.
What I find interesting is the latest use for Twitter: finding a suitable mate. In South Africa, there are quite a few examples of this happening. I was recently reading Cosmo magazine (yes, the girl’s fashion bible) and there was a whole article on this phenomenon.
The couples that were interviewed said that they met because they started speaking about topics that they had in common. They also said it was easy to get to know the person because they tweeted about their interests. Another reason why I believe it is better than a dating site, is because dating sites people feel the need to “sell” themselves and get others to like them this way while on twitter, people are generally more “real” and honest, causing a much more objective atmosphere.
Since a lot of people aren’t active Twitter users, it would be interesting to see how this phenomenon would grow, or not, if they were.
Anyway, that’s my thought for the day.
Have a good week everyone!
K plus A
I’m back! Who missed me?
Good Day you lovely people who may read my blog,
I realised that it has been a terrible more than a year since I blogged. It brought me such a lot of inner peace and I happened to find my chi the last time I called myself a blogger. it’s for this reason that I am back, desperately in search of this state of mind which will bring me my sanity back.
Since I last posted, I have moved back to Cape Town, found myself a really fulfilling job and yes, still studying. I missed Cape Town so much that I decided to come back to where my family and friends are and the place I have always lovingly called home. So in November 2011, I packed up mt room in the student house I was living in, in Stellenbosch and made the great trek back to Town, where I have settled in Camps Bay. I became employed in February 2012 and I am really loving working for a dynamic lady who owns a Wine export business.
What I see from my lounge window every day:
Just thought I had to put that in there, to make you all jealous 
I am also spending all my free moments (do I really have those?) studying further with my BA degree, road running and hiking, and socialising.
It’s good to be back, maybe you’ll see more of me this year.
K plus A
How to get locked into – and – out of your house simultaneously
This is a true story. Do not be fooled by the title. And yes, it really did happen to me and my wonderful sibling, Romy.
This was no ordinary Wednesday afternoon. I got an odd job doing a promotion in town, which meant that I would be leaving my sister alone at home while I went out.
Since there is only one set of keys for the house, I told her I was going to lock myself out and leave the keys with her in case she needed to get out and she would have to let me back inside when I returned. This was a good plan until Romy decided to lock herself inside the bedroom for some peace and quiet.
When I returned she could not unlock the bedroom door with the key that she had used to lock it. To add insult to injury, the house keys were on top of the refrigerator which she could not get to, meaning that I was locked out the house. Luckily the guard managed to get inside the house after jumping some walls and climbing through windows to get the house key.
The next problem was getting my sister, now in a panic, out of the bedroom. We tried greasing the key hole as well as taking the handle off the door until such a time, we had to phone a locksmith.
The locksmith arrived about an hour later, now it was 8:30pm and we were desperate. Luckily he didn’t have to take the lock off the door, just use one of his other keys which worked on the lock and unlocked the door. Those 5 minutes that he worked on my door was an expensive exercise too.
My sister claimed “you can call her rapunzel now, even though she didn’t marry the locksmith” haha.
After that adventure I doubt I’ll be locking any doors in a hurry.
Hope all South Africans are having a good public holiday today!
Kplusa Out.
The Other Side: What guides the choices we make?
I was reading an interesting article on http://bywalking.com (see the article here) which questioned the principles ordinary people use to guide their choices.
The obvious answer one thinks of when pondering why certain choices are made, is that it is what they think and feel is the right ethical choice to make at that point in time. What makes this study important and interesting is why do people make different decisions from one another.
I am not sure how popular the show Grey’s Anatomy is, but I seem to enjoy it. This is a show that exemplifies many choices that many people have to make. Whether to go for the more risky but potentially better operative procedure? Or go for the less envasive but not as effective safer option? This is a difficult experiment to use to practice on, so I’ll go for the one that the afore-mentioned article uses. Imagine your loved one (wife, husband, daughter, son or sibiling) is in a coma. It is not identified what caused the coma as they were operated on for a fairly simple medical condition and post-operation they did not wake up.
Do you vote for life and let them live a life of physical and mental disability? Or do you let them go in peace and switch the life support machine off? This is a typical ethical dilemma that anybody could be faced with.
There is the option for a hard done by life or a painless and peaceful death. When choosing what you would do, ask yourself what you believe and why you believe it and this should be in accordance to the choice you make. By Walking suggests everyone do this exercise as it makes one understand their moral position better in life.
On a personal note, I always vote for life. Whether it be hard or easy. We can’t give life so it shouldn’t be our decision to take it away.
That’s my thought for the weekend, I hope all of you are having a good one!
Kplusa Out.
Exams are over, what now?
Hello! I’m back!
If you thought I died, became disinterested in blogging or just merely forgot about it – you’re all wrong. I have been going throught the (horrible) motions of that thing all students detest – exams ofcourse.
If you asked me how they went I would have to be completely honest with you. I did well in some and not as well in others. It’s part of life and I definitely know now that I am not made for the IT industry which I can completely cope with.
Now back to the more positive aspects of life – holidays! I wrote exams for over a month – 36 days to be exact – which is quite a long period to write exams. Now I have sweet nothing to do with myself for 8 weeks!
I think a lot of this will do me some wonders:
looks good to me..
And a few of these too:
What are your holiday plans? Do you get any holiday at all?
til next time!
Kplusa Out.
New Young Pony Club – Ice Cream
I dedicate this day to a great band and I will be listening to them this whole day with a mournful sigh (See why here)
Ice Cream
I can give you what you want,
I can make your heart beats short,
I can make you ice cream, we could be a sweet team, melting in your vice dreams, sport.
I can be the sauce you crave,
I can spell what you can’t say,
choclate flavoured love theme, treat that treats you so mean,
covering your nights and days
Let me give you what you like,
I can make your mouth run dry,
drink me like a liquor, c’mon and dip your dipper,
show me what you’re here for guy,
I can give you what you want,
I can make your back real taunt,
fantastiv flavoured fancies, sick like Sid and Nancy, wicked as a joy ride, jaunt,
What you want,
I can give you what you want….
It’s almost our 1st quarter anniversary!
I can’t believe my 3rd month of blogging is upon me.
I created this blog for a varsity project and thought the novelty would wear pretty quickly but in fact it has definitely grown.
I am very proud to say that the K.plus.A Anatomy has reached just past 300 views (Great achievement for some one who has a lot of rubbish to talk about).
In other news, today is a very sad day at Kplusa since it is the day that Rocking the Daisies begins with a special performace happening by the New Young Pony Club (read my article about that here)
The reason I can’t go is because I am writing a test at university this evening. Who decided to put an English Studies essay test on a friday night at 7.30pm I really don’t like so much.
I wish all the people going a very enjoyable weekend and party double as hard so i can feel like I was there alive in some one else. Or something like that.
For the rest of you boring sods not going to Rocking The Daises (why aren’t you?) , Have a great weekend!
Kplusa Out.
