Dreams (the Goal-orientated kind)

What are my dreams in life? I don't know if I really have any of my own... Well here's what I want out of life in the next 10 years or so: To be happily married and have kids, and I'd like to be paid lots while working less. I don't dream of travelling the world, though I do have interests in learning how to scuba dive, fly a hang-glider and that's pretty much it. I wouldn't call that a dream I guess, more of a curiosity/interest.

I think I would also like to go to America for a while. That could be a lot of fun, spending time with my grand-parents as well - Puka and Grammy. If they'll have me :P

From looking at other people, dreams appear quite motivational. A goal to work towards that you can use to better yourself and even endure harsh times for. How do you give yourself a dream though? Is it as simple as deciding to give your all for something you really want? Then is somebody able to crush your dreams, or are you the only one in control? I am not sure. I know little about dreams, I just want to get rich and retire young somehow... So this post isn't a motivational one, I guess what I want to tell you all is to not let others get you down. You decide your fate in my opinion, work towards what you love. I'm going for the gold prize of retiring soon, just try your best to do what you love because that will make you happy.

If you have goals, go for them and if you have dreams, just keep dreaming until they become reality (by which I mean to keep your dreams on your mind and use them as your drive). Nobody knows your life and ambitions better than you do, so don't let others decide what's best for you.

My last word of advice would be to use caution in differentiating between dreams and interests. If you're interested in something but aren't certain it is attainable, keep it on the back-burner for now. Focus on manageable tasks. You could always decide it really is your dream to become an astronaut later in life :)

Most importantly of all, don't confuse life-goal type dreams with sleepy-time dreams. You won't fly if you jump off a building no matter how much you believe in fairies...

Don't do it Timmy!

Yours in writing
Benjamin

International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women

That's what today is. It just so happens to also be a Wednesday! You know what that means? It is the middle of the week. So! International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women, from here-on referred to only once more as IDEVAW. I won't mention the acronym more than twice in this post. I recently received a flier and information sheet for "16 Days of Activism for no Violence Against Women & Children" which takes place from today until International Human Rights Day on the 10th of December.

Yes, remain calm

So I would like to say a few words on the matter, hence this blog post has been brought into existence... To start off with, I used to be a children myself. But more importantly, I have children cousins and they are adorable! And I have a lovely woman in my life that has my heart, as well as women sisters, a woman mom, my other-mother, and many more women in my family. I love them all, and I'd like to say that if anyone would dare to hurt them then they'd get to see a nasty side of me that even I haven't seen.

All humans should be thinking the same thing in my opinion. There is no excuse for violence or abuse against any other person, whether they be a woman, child or man. To treat another human with no respect or as an inferior creature really shows others what kind of degraded scum you are, because only something less than human can take joy from another person's suffering.

Well, that's all I'll say on the matter for now, I don't want my emotions to interfere with the humorous style of my words! I kid, I kid... This is an important matter that I urge everybody to think long and hard about. If you know of someone that is abused inside or outside of any relationship, by any stranger or any family member, it is up to you to report it.

Do it! Stand up and make a difference.

Alrighty then my readers, have a lovely IDEVAW day. Always keep your eyes open to what's happening around you. Being a child should not be a scary thing...

Yours in writing
Benjamin

Trapped like a rat

RATS

The time had come once again. Dad looked at his little calendar, hoping it was not so- but it was indeed the first of the new month. As our tradition dictates, it had to be the last born...

So we bathed him under the leaking faucet to cleanse and prepare him. We tried to skip the bathing once but the Gods were dis-pleased, taking 2 others with the fumes before the fire died down at last. Their lungs were too small to handle that thick smog...

Number 9 was now ready for the ceremony. (Mom and Dad didn't want to get too attached so they chose those kinds of names for us. I was Number 7)

10 at night, we gathered at the holy altar of metal and plastic to receive the blessings of the Gods. We were ready, but were we prepared? We'd done this dozens of times, we knew the procedure! We had lost so many to the blue flames, piercing our eyes each and every time... Our hearts were forged in steel. We should not have been swayed after all this time, yet we wept...

Number 9 looked confused, wondering why we were in a circle. Behind cover. Wearing our little glasses, prompting him towards the cheese-coated plastic in front of him. He never was a bright one, that Number 9... Dad looked down to his little watch and whispered under his breath:

"Oh Gods of ours, whiskered and laden with thick golden fur, supply us with what we need for survival. All we ask for is simply enough, slithers of food and plenty of luck. Keep the giants, clawed and flat-footed away. Let the cheese not be poisoned, the left-overs safe..."

Then in a thunderous voice: "GO NOW NUMBER 9! EAT THE CHEESE OF VALHALLA!!!"

With a chomp of those mighty jaws, our little Number 9 had a hasty passing. I believe it is best that he did not know this was coming, all lit up like a Christmas tree. I have only heard of such behemoths though, Dad says that the giants use them to pray to their own Gods. With the sacrifice of poor little Number 9 perhaps some day I, too, shall get a glimpse of this awe inspiring 'tree' of plastic and metal...

It was at this same time that Barbara noticed the lights dim for a split second. "Stupid electrician, botched up the wiring!" - she thought to herself while watching her favourite soapy on the telly. This small inconvenience had no lasting effects on Barbara.

RAT-a Paws, the
spirit-animal of Christmas.

FIN

Well, um... Don't do drugs! Or you may come up with things like this 0_O (P.S. I wasn't doing drugs when I wrote this, I'm just strange).

To clarify, this story is about a family of rats in a roof. I know it may have been a little confusing but please bear with my need for subtlety even if it hurts with all the confusion... Barbara is a human that lives in the house below the rat family and she enjoys her television shows.

Yours in writing
Benjamin

It's all fun and games

Until somebody gets hurt... Then it's hilarious! But only if it isn't serious - unless it is really serious but not actually really serious. I think. I'm confusing myself now... What I'm saying is that I have a nasty sense of humour sometimes.

I don't actually take joy from people being in pain, I'm not a sadist or an evil mastermind/alien bent on destroying all humans. I just find funny things funny! So if someone trips on their shoe-laces and falls flat on their face but gets up afterwards, I will laugh. A lot. I might not stop laughing until their face is healed up and I forget about the ordeal. Sorry! But not really. Bwahahahaha!

The Alien I mentioned before. Good game series.

I wouldn't dream of hurting someone, getting them to land on their face intentionally or anything. That would make me a nasty person and I don't want to be nasty... I like being liked and I'm very much a people-pleaser!

How about some poetry...

We copulate and populate, filling all the cracks

Human beings everywhere, saying this and that.

Living to the fullest, or putting others down

Life is short and meaningful, so live it loud and proud.

Live as an example to yourself, the strangers, all

Show them what you're living for to make them want it more.

Peace out (Drops mic.)

Life isn't all fun and games, the world can be a scary place. But that doesn't give you any right as an individual to make it worse for those around you!

Live respectably now!
Yours in writing
Benjamin

Memories for a lifetime

Some people have really good memories. As I've stated before, I do not. I can't even remember what I had for breakfast 3 days ago or the hair colours of all my friends. I could take a guess but I don't actually recall the colour of someone's hair or eyes unless I make special note of it. The same goes for faces. If you asked me to give you the description of someone I know then it will likely be missing most of the important features, like if they have a nose or chin? I couldn't say...

I'm so FANCY!

So a good way to record memories would logically be by taking pictures and videos as often as you can! I went for a photo shoot with my girlfriend, her sister, and her sister's boyfriend on Saturday afternoon. I was looking forward to that quite excitedly, since we were all dressing up nice and fancy-looking. Well, kinda fancy I suppose. I wore a black shirt and blue jeans with my best shoes. They're black and formal-looking, and even have quite a heel on them. Gives me that extra inch or 2 so that I can make everyone feel shorter. I'm not short myself so I feel a little bad going up to 6' 3" or however high they make me.

The photo shoot was a lot of fun! I drove all the way to Pretoria to get to the golf course estate which we arranged to do the shoot at. After the sister's photos were taken (so about 1 hour later :P) we had group photos and then couple photos, with a Disney theme in mind for Jess and I. It really was quite fun! Twirling and swirling, sitting and kissing. I'm looking forward to seeing how they come out, and Jess looked positively amazing in that dress with the light make-up applied. I will post a picture here when I have one available :D


Ah yes, memories to keep for a lifetime... On the other hand, I don't carry a camera wherever I go. I don't like pulling out my phone to take a snap shot or interrupting the beautiful moments that I want to capture. I prefer to enjoy them and just struggle to remember them later! And anyway, I don't sit and browse through old pictures often enough for it to be worth while. So I'll leave it as a problem for the older me that might lose his memory, but I'm hoping he/I won't...

A Facebook page for my Blog posts

I made a page on Facebook to promote my blog! So I decided to shamelessly promote my Facebook page here so that you can like it, thereby getting Facebook updates for my new posts from my blog. Please and thank you! I have created this page because I was afraid my only activity on that social network - posting links to this blog - may have been getting on my family and friend's nerves. So I allow my readers to follow me willingly by liking my page instead of forcing it down their throats when they visit Facebook :P

Then I sent requests to everyone on my contact list to like my new page ;) Not forcing down throats, just asking nicely!

Fare thee well.
Yours in writing
Benjamin

Cats kill? Can't complain.

This morning I found a present in the bathroom, un-wrapped! Cats are sloppy when it comes to giving Christmas presents.

Firstly. It's mid-November. What the hell, cat! You're a month too early.
Secondly. You couldn't find some wrapping paper to keep the gift in!?
Thirdly. Consumables should be acquired close to the date, or kept in the freezer or fridge so that they don't spoil. Not the bathroom floor...
Fourthly. I don't want a dead bird, none of the humans want a dead bird. We'd be happier with a dead rat or a Parktown Prawn's legs.

So please, cats, put some thought into your little gifts - and just don't. It's better if you just don't. For all our sake's and the tiny animal kingdom, you'd be doing us a favour if you don't kill most of those little critters. Especially the winged ones!

On the topic of dangerous creatures:

Killer Copper Cars

BEWARE!

I know what you're thinking. "What? Cars aren't sentient! You're full of nonsense!"

Cars that look like this! BEWARE!

You're only half wrong. Cars can be sentient! I've beheld this with my minds eye, they take on a will of their own... Like Transformers! But with less of the 'All Spark' and more of the 'Grudges of a thousand Souls wrongly accused in the past!'. So be careful fellow drivers, they look just like cop cars. They flash their flashy blue and red lights with their sirens on and indicate for you to pull over. When you've parked on the side of the road they turn off the sirens and lights and lie in wait... Slowly your impatience grows, until you decide it was some kind of mistake. But as soon as you start driving-BEE-BOO-BEE-BOO!!! So you pull back to the side and wait. When you've finally gotten irritated enough that you get out of the car to ask them what they want with you, BAM! Hit-and-run. So please. PLEASE! Don't step out of the vehicle, it's safe in there. Cop cars are evil and filled with malice. Don't become a victim of Authoritayis-vehiculeious murder. Be cautious of the authoritay.

Stay safe folks!
Yours in writing
Benjamin

3 is the magic number

I couldn't keep to a schedule to save my life. Perhaps if I got paid to only write new posts I could get that right, so for now you can just be happy that I'm posting more-or-less than 3 posts a week :P It is just so hard to stick to a deadline. So many school projects suffered thanks to that trait of mine... Actually, I probably had less than a 50% success rate in completing projects :( Well that's in the past. Besides - I didn't enjoy most of those subjects much anyway. The worst part was not being paid to do the things I don't like, since I started working it's a lot easier to write Emails and speak in front of strangers, I do it daily without issue. Well, without many issues...

So with Christmas right around the corner, I can't be the only one excited for my birthday, right? There'll be fireworks, cheering, birthday resolutions made for the new year... Yip, my birthday is an important day! Most people will be celebrating New Year's day, but not me! :P I'm curious as to hear what other people are excited for at the end of the old year and beginning of the new year...

Christmas COW!

I mostly look forward to seeing all my family and friends around the Christmas tree and enjoying the sights of Wilderness (where we all congregate for fun times), all the out-door activities we can do there, opening presents, and this year is especially special because of Caro's wedding :D I wonder what I'll wear? Jess already brought a stunning black dress, so whatever I choose won't compare. I guess I'll strut my T-shirt and shorts since there's no competition anyway :P

Don't worry, I'm just kidding! I'll prepare some kind of suit or something...

Lucky number 13

I see 13 as my lucky number, mostly just to spite everyone that gets superstitious easily. And besides, it has the number 3 in it! The magic number of posts per week, Magic 3. So mysterious... In fact, there are only 2 whole numbers in existence that don't have '3' in them! 1, and 2. every other number has 3. 4 = 3+1, BAM! Magic number 3. That same principal can be applied to any number above 3, just in case you were wondering.

So Happy Friday the 13th!

NOT a holiday for some reason...

Yours in writing
Benjamin