...but forgot it
thought i might just share this though:
i have come to realise that my "blog" has turned into a commentary of my friends.
this is them at their
this is why in 50 years time we're still gonna dance to New Zealanders singing in french.
had a bad day? find a friend. walk up to a resivour close to your house and talk. talking is always suprisingly good. also the walk is good for your health.
childhood memory: seeing stellenbosch autumn leaves for the first time. it was like walking onto a fairy tale.
when i was youger I never spoke. consider me the shy child. but i saw everything. i remember deatails.