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"Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration."

Hos Dsy

Thursday, June 24, 2010

I had a dream last night, I sure did... I dreamed I was driving with my mother from Cape Town back to Somerset West and while on the way we took a wrong turn and ended up driving into this really dodgy area and these 2 gangsters stopped the car and hopped in and they said "dsy hos kyk hier ekse, kyk jou hare, jy lyk soos jy in Jan Kriel leer". And then one of them cut my hair off and said that now I don't look like a little bitch anymore.

It was all weird... But yeah.

I'm going to one of the Fan Parks for the world cup on Sunday which is going to be awesome, totally grown tired of just sitting in my room watching the games- want to get out there and get my socialism on (lulz socialism).

It was also my grandfathers birthday today, had he not died 2 weeks ago. It's sad, but I try not to think about him- that at least makes shit a bit easier you know.

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