Ah university...

You know how they always say: time flies when having fun? Well, the time flies part is true... but it hasn't been fun the entire time. I am staring my final exams as a first year right in the face.

This has been one of the scariest greatest and most terrifying years of my life. So many tests and tasks and tutorials and in between it is preferred to be sociable and approachable. I used to think matric was sucky. Boy was I wrong. I don't miss it, but I would prefer it.

Fun facts about university:
1. Yes it is that difficult
2. No the lecturers do not give a rat's ass if you don't come to class, or if you don't hand in tasks, or miss tests. Your problem.
3. If you need help, ask, no one gives advice for fun.
4. If you fail a subject, it's still your problem.
5. The restaurants sell alcohol on campus, it is your job to decide that you are going to class sober.
6. Don't test the theory that lecturers will let you write exams of you went to 1 class. This correlates with point NR 3. The choice is yours.
7. Make friends in every class to get your work for you, should you be unable to attend because you are drunk, high, lazy or actually sick.
8. If you begin with a task the night before, do not expect to sleep soundly. That shit is stressful. Just do your stuff on time.
9. Remember to breathe. There will be weeks with 2 tasks 5 tests, 3 tutorials and a small shitload of homework. Just take it step by step and don't have a breakdown.
10. By the way, there is no time for a breakdown when you start studying. Get your shit under control and just do what is expected.
11. You are entitled to bitch about the workload, but remember to actually do the work as you bitch along.

If you start to think you cannot do it, shut up and prove the monster inside you wrong. You are capable of more than you think.

A new chapter

On the 12th of September, on the night of my party, a wish of mine came true. There's this guy... He is really a one of a kind. I met him a few years ago, but we lost contact for a while. We reconnected at a party and I took a chance and forced him to add me on whatsapp nicely.

As we spoke more and more, I liked him more. I invited him to my party with a hopeful heart. The night progressed and there was this magical moment... Our hands touched and he held my hand. I'm pretty sure I heard the "Hallelujah" chorus at that moment. I liked him... and he actually liked me back.

And now, he is not just a guy. He is my boyfriend. Annette Cilliers is in a real relationship. It's been more that two weeks... but I still freak out like a child when I think of him. He has this way of looking at me and smiling, I cannot even explain it. I guess I'm one of the lucky girls who has the most perfect gentleman for a boyfriend. Score! He's a blessing.


True story x