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December 2009

( Monthly archive )

Lipstick Liberation

I bought a tube of lipstick this week. A really bright, crimson red hue which I’ve wanted to get for ages but have never had the cash. Oh ye post-Christmas sales you are wonderful! It was only R10 (little more than a dollar). I’m planning to wear it with a black dress and black peep toes tomight. I don’t even feel like going out on New Years because it’s just another frikkin night of drunken debauchery and drunk drivers celebrating the new year… huh, if people knew how killer 2009 was with the recession and all I’m sure they would NOT have been celebrating! But I also don’t want to sit at home by myself like I did last year. I am a woman of many contradictions! So, I’ll throw on that little black dress and slide on the lipstick and go out dancing. I tried the lipstick on when I got home and I swear you can see it from outer space! It’s that vibrant. It’s amazing what a simple cosmetic can do to your confidence too… I looked at myself and was like “WHO is that person looking back at me?! I like it!” (I almost never wear make up so each time I try something make up wise it’s like a mini revelation). Trying to get it off is quite hilarious.. it sticks like crazy! You look like you have been passionately kissed afterward. I thought about a story I read long ago, and with a little trawling, I found it on the web. Read and weep!

“It was shortly after the British Red Cross arrived, though it may have no connection, that a very large quantity of lipstick arrived. This was not at all what we men wanted, we were screaming for hundreds and thousands of other things and I don't know who asked for lipstick. I wish so much that I could discover who did it, it was the action of genius, sheer unadulterated brilliance. I believe nothing did more for those internees than the lipstick. Women lay in bed with no sheets and no nightie but with scarlet red lips, you saw them wandering about with nothing but a blanket over their shoulders, but with scarlet red lips. I saw a woman dead on the post mortem table and clutched in her hand was a piece of lipstick. At last someone had done something to make them individuals again, they were someone, no longer merely the number tatooed on the arm. At last they could take an interest in their appearance. That lipstick started to give them back their humanity.”
An extract from the diary of Lieutenant Colonel Mervin Willett Gonin DSO who was amongst the first British soldiers to liberate Bergen-Belsen in 1945.

So next time you see a woman with a beautiful shade on her lips, think of the power of lipstick!

Out of Africa

Want to see something funny? Look here!
This stuff is as real as my love for cake... Usually when i go into town you get left these pamphlets under your windscreen wipers :lol:
Scary thing is, people (black Africans in this case) actually go to these people!!

My favourites are:

"Remove black spot in your hand that keeps taking away your money"- Then my WHOLE hand must be black!!
"Open your lucks by using my magic stick"- Oh to be a fly on the wall during THAT ceremony...
"Chase tokoloshe"- The tokoloshe is a mystical creature in African mythology, it's almost like a devil, like an evil spirit that harasses you.
And of course, GET WOMEN RUN AFTER YOU! Which is on the other side of the pamphlet along with all the ways you can satisfy your lover..er..ya.
Dr Mamba and Maama Anna are open for business!
:lol:

Trade Card Theme- January 2010

Can you believe it?? 2010 guys! That's incredible. Although everytime anyone says 2010, the vision i have flashing before my eyes is a soccer ball because of the freakin World Cup we're hosting. People are OBSESSED! I dont think they realise how busy everything is going to be and what a problem the (uncompleted) roads will pose. Anyway, at this point i am accepting offers to come stay with anyone that doesnt live in Africa for the month of June next year. Do i have any takers...?! P:

I got 3 trade cards in the mail today! Funny how they all arrive at once. I was like a little kid when i saw three letters addressed to me :lol: It's like sorting through the mail, but just no bills... JUST awesome letters! Lucy, the TCG Christmas story cracked me up! And CHOCOLATE! Thank you! Although the envelope was slightly opened at the top when i got it, so thats what was supposed to be in it, right? Because those gosh darn post office workers.. they feel that the envelope is slightly heavier than usual and feel the urge to get their grubby mits all over! :insane: I got Lindsay's long lost Nov card.. finally! :lol: And a lovely letter from Henry. :smile:

JANUARY THEME

I was looking through some shoe boxes I have in my closet, boxes filled with letters, concert ticket stubs, my licence test sheet, old student cards… and I came up with the theme for the Jan trade cards!

MEMORIES.
One word. Take it. Run with it. Smear it in peanut butter. Slap it. Make it awesome!

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So my gran is in hospital, turns out her fake hip prostheses decided it didnt want to work anymore or something obscure so they have to do some risky surgery of splitting the femur to get out the cement from the hip replacement and replacing the replacement... Oh my goodness. She's probably going in on Friday for the surgery. If doctors and surgeons would just do their jobs properly and get things right the first time... :bomb:

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The canopy tour thing was pretty cool, wasnt nearly as thrilling as the swing but it was good. I felt like Indiana Jones at one point... Sliding from rock to rock, being all adventure like! I just needed my own theme song!

Ah i have a headache. Too much physical exertion for one day!


Do the Hippy Hippy Shake

.. Out of your socket, if you're my gran! She went and dislocated her replaced hip early this morning. It's so weird when this stuff starts happening to grandparents, i mean, my gran isn't like a frail, little sit-and-knit gran, she's quite sturdy and active (but full of pains) and i dont like seeing them so vulnerable to broken bones and the like! It makes you realise that old people are called old people for a reason, their bodies are OLD (to be Captain Obvious here!). And it happens today, when my family are sposed to go to this tree canopy sailing thing (i dont know how to explain it, look here! http://www.canopytour.co.za/ ) It's non-refundable after you've made the booking so we HAVE to go (because it aint cheap.. try over 1000bucks!) just my mom isnt coming with. I feel bad, just buggering off to go sail through trees while my gran's here with a dislocated hip, but i mean, i wouldnt be doing much if i had to be here anyway.
So yes, ready for the 2 hour trip away to go behave like a monkey monkey
As if the jump wasnt enough this month! Gah!
:lol:

Can I Hurt Somebody? Please?

If any of you hear of a young lady that has gone on a murderous rampage in SA, just be warned, it was me. I have no internet again! This is getting effing ridiculous now, this hacker twit needs to die a slow and painful death. Thankfully there's only 2 more days til the end of the month.. Which probably doesnt matter anyway because the cap will be finished in like a week anyway! Argh. So annoying. Need to get one of my brother's nerd friends over to fix the problemo!

Purely Paper.





District Neverland

So about a week ago i FINALLY watched District 9, yes the Safrican film about the aliens? Heard of it? No? Ok. GO WATCH IT! It's one of the films made in SA that i'm actually quite proud of. When it first came out, i didnt feel the urge to watch it because i thought the following:
* It's a Safrican movie about ALIENS
* This cannot be good
* The aliens are probably very tall people dressed in costumes made by Aunty Sannie on a farm somewhere in the Free State.
Boy, was i wrong! It was really well done. And i like how it has the undercurrents of xenophobia and racism, it's kind of like, the writer went, "Alright, i want to make a film about real, sensitive issues in SA but don't want a huge uproar so i'll replace the Mozambiquens with Prawns! Who eat cat food!" :lol: Genius. Although, i've heard rumors that some people want the film banned because of that very fact. Good grief, if you're Safrican and can't deal with racism issues, thats like being a fish who doesnt like water. Suck it up, cupcake. The townships/slums really do exist, that's what the majority of Africans live in. And Nigerians are a nasty lot, they come here and sell drugs and run prostitution rings. Ugh. As if we don't have enough issues here! But all in all, good film.

Watched Finding Neverland again the other day. I really adore that movie! I researched J.M Barry (read 'researched= Wikipedia (it's just so darn convenient!)) and he really did have a very close relationship with the boys who inspired Peter Pan. Tragic story, about most of them. Go here if you want to read more about it----> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._M._Barrie
I wish children could be as innocent as they were back then. Play in the field with a kite, use your imagination to play pirates and Indians... Kids don't know what that is anymore. Heck, kids don't even READ anymore which is a tragedy in itself! I wish the world could ban all xboxes and playstations and
crap like that... I'm pretty sure that the people that would come out of that social experiments would be great writers and thinkers! (And i'm pretty darn sure i would be the least popular person on the face of the planet. :lol: )

CANNOT wait for Where the Wild Things Are. I keep saying this because i'm so eager to see it! I think it releases here in January. Or March. Must find out...

Macs, Moleskines and Space

I like change. I think when one is particularly in the creative field, you see trend and change ALL the time, thus wanting to change stuff around you. The trends in my surroundings at the moment are:
Macs. Everyone is getting one.
Moleskines. You can identify a writer/art student a mile away if they have one.
Gosh there was something else I thought of last night… It’ll come.
Anyway, I’m always wanting to change something.. my room, my hair, my car.. But of course these things cost money! So I change the little things. Like the pictures on my wall. “She hangs the pictures on the wall!” (Desmond and the Tutus) I love having visuals EVERYWHERE!



Here’s what I’ve been reading this holiday:
One Small Seed- South African contemporary art and lifestyle magazine. Extremely well done for SA standards! My mom seems to think it’s some kind of ‘porn magazine’ because of the few artistic nude shots.. ppfff! (She should see the ‘nudes’ in the copies of Vice I have.. ok yeeesh!)
Music Listography- This isn’t a book as per se, it’s more like a journal type thing with the most amazing illustrations! I only bought it for the pictures.
This Side of Paradise by F. Scott-Fitzgerald- I really really like Scott-Fitzgerald as an author, and the way he portrays life in that era, as he did with The Great Gatsby. This book reminds me ever so slightly of The Catcher in the Rye.. just a teeny bit though.
And of course, Charlie and The Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl! This has been on my favourite books list since I read it in primary school so I had to eventually buy the book. And Quentin Blake illustrations remind me so much of primary school and the library!


Have realized I’m a bit paranoid. Last night our garden sprayers came on out of the blue at like 10.30pm. So immediately I think, ok someone’s in our yard and they’ve switched them on to try get someone to come out and then attack us! (Perhaps I just had too much sugar before going to bed.. or it was that Muppet movie!!) So I hear my mom get up and go through.. but I don’t hear her come back. Now all these wild scenarios are running through my mind.. They’ve attacked her! They’ve kidnapped her! Eventually I had to get up and go look if she was in bed because I couldn’t go to sleep! Sheesh I felt like a right nutcase. Well maybe the fact that people have been getting murdered in our area lately adds to the paranoia.
And then I go and dream that I almost got mugged! And coincidentally the scary teacher I had in grade 1 saved me. SO FRIKKIN WEIRD.

Also weird, Indonesians are selling their body parts for cash over the net. You can get a kidney for $5,300. IT’S A STEAL!! (I foresee major business opportunities.. Ice baths! Get cha ice baths!)

I'm so bored, i could cry.
Is Boxing Day code for Boring Day?

Merry Just Another Day!

I trust everyone is having a fabulous Xmas. I saw something on facebook today, a friend's status update and it said: Jesus the Prophet or Jesus the Profit. Very true!
Anyway. It is so unbearably hot here i almost wish for a bit of the horrid snow plaguing most of the US and Europe!! Almost but not quite.. I actually like feeling my extremities even if it does mean dum dum duuummm... SWEATING. And i dont sweat!! Ever! Like i'm referring to brow sweatage.. It's that hot. Inside my house! Ok enough babbling on about the weather (which is really hot).

So i decided to paint with my eyes closed. :D Ok not really but i'm trying a different approach to painting.. the very hap-hazard, abstract, feeeeel the damn painting approach (my drawing lecturer would be so proud! :cry: ) So here's the work in progress. I dont know if i like the blue background... Thinking of changing it.


Am not impressed that The Grinch isn't on tv today. I seem to identify with him (before he crossed over :lol: ) OK OK not really! :lol:

Still havent received my report for this year. Knowing my uni its probably on its way to Uganda.

In the new year i'm going to make stickers! To stick everywhere and anywhere! I've done the stencil thing before but to untrained taggers like me it takes a while for transfer and i wouldnt reaaallly like a vandalism record so stickers are alot easier to get onto surfaces without being noticed. The stickers are going to have compliments on them, as i think in this world we're living in people aren't complimented enough. So they'll say stuff like, Cool Shirt! Nice Smile! Cute Shoes! Example:


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Re: Re: Ramble Rumble

The day before Christmas. Hmmm i dont actually know why i started this post with those words since it doesnt have an actual bearing on my life save for the fact that trying to go to any kind of shop or mall is IMPOSSIBLE and everything closes at like 12pm. I have to get a canvas for a painting i want to keep myself busy with while everything is closed and out of action (once again, i ask why dont we have that breed of people who work SPECIFICALLY ON HOLIDAYS?! Dig 'em out of the underground shelters! "Ok Tom, its Christmas, you can come out now." "ALRIGHT!")
Anyway, my mom was very brave today and did some grocery shopping, she said the lines for the tills were going down the aisles... Hence me staying at home! I like crowds, in the right situations. Gigs, exhibitions... But not shopping. I kind of have this aversion to shopping lately, and malls... I feel like such a mindless drone.. just buying buying buying like everyone else.. And where do people even have money to buy Christmas presents?! I'd be in SUCH debt. Although i spent the better part of my birthday buying gifts for other people.. Its a catch 22, hate the concept but i love buying stuff.
"Hello my name is Bianca and i'm addicted to buying things!"

My eyes are really hurting. Since yesterday, actually. I started freaking out because they've been really bloodshot too and my dad has glaucoma and its hereditary.. I DONT WANT TO GO BLIND!! And then i think wait, i HAVE been watching alot of series on my pc lately.. And when i dont wear my glasses my eyes DO hurt.. But if i do go blind in some weird twist of fate, i shall spend the rest of my days working on a braille system for the computer. Unless they already have that somewhere which i'm guessing they do (or in another dimension, the one with the monkeys falling out of black holes in the sky)

Listening to The Eels 'Beautiful Freak' album today... Frik theyre awesome! I really enjoy it... But with a name like The Eels no wonder it took me a couple of weeks to start listening to them. I mean really? Ok it's not the worst band name i've ever heard but still.

Been saying FRIK alot since watching Scrubs continuously.. Damn you Elliot!! :lol:

Must go get that canvas.. There is talk that my mom wants to take this painting to a gallery someplace to possibly be sold.. I'm like, uh, ok, i havent even started it and this was just sposed to be an experimental piece. ANYWHO!