*~*~*~*~Wish upon a star~*~*~*~*

So my recent interest has led me to discovering new, pretty and expensive things that I want want want!!!

Even though I have always known that you need money in order to get the things you want, reality has hit me that much harder lately since my Wish list has started growing to a scary level... Being a student is tough when you're not working. I have come to terms with the fact that I will have to earn a fortune one day in order to satisfy my shopping addiction and slowly but surely start crossing off the items on my Wish list :) Even though this may depress my slightly at this point in time, it just motivates me to work that much harder (at varsity now and in the workplace one day).

I have an addiction to shoes, specifically high heels, however, because I find myself being slightly on the tall side I struggle to wear heels, but LOVE them. I often buy them, but hardly wear them, however it adds glam to the closet so it's all worth it :) One pair that I am most probably going to spend the biggest part of my first paycheck on is the Christian Louboutin Daffodile Aurora Boreale 160mm heels. I am completely obsessed with them. They are extremely high, but gorgeous! :) Anyone interested in surprising me, I really won't mind! ;)

Gorgeous, gorgeous, GORGEOUS!!!!

*~How hard is it to follow instructions?~*

This makes me think of a typical scenario in the everyday life of men... I would have to say that women tend to follow instructions much easier than men do (just because we have a proper brain ;)). Men have a certain ego and 'face' that they are always trying to protect. Rather than doing something right the first time around, they always have to try and prove that they know best.

A typical example, (which I have experienced a number of times) takes place where a new hi-fi system/ table/ outdoor umbrella is purchased by a man and woman. The man accepts his role of assembling the new item, however, to try and prove his 'muchoness', he decides to skip the instruction manual and assemble it the way he thinks it should be assembled. In the end it fails and there is always something missing/ lose or unstable. All because...he couldn't follow the instructions and let his ego get in the way. This will never change, unfortunately. So, we will forever be stuck in a world with 'mucho men' and new unstable items in our households... Oh, the joys! :)

*~15 minutes of fame!!!~*

If I could be famous for 15 minutes of my life, I would choose to have my 15min of fame being able to save someone/ people's lives... 15 minutes can make a huge difference to someone and being in the right place at the right time can definitely help save as life.

If it were possible for me to go back in time, I would want to have been someone who would of had a premonition of the 9/11 attacks and been able to save peoples lives... It would have been hard, but I would make sure that all the people on the four planes about to be hijacked and in the Twin Towers of the World Trade Centre and the Pentagon be evacuated within minutes and close off any nearby areas to the buildings... This way, the nearly 3000 people who died would possibly still been living today, all the families involved would not still be going through pain from their lost ones, and the war between the USA and al-Qaeda members would not have gone on for so long... It would have been amazing!

A bit off the subject, but a movie that has stuck with me called, Remember me. The main character (Robert Pattinson) is a troubled teen, whose brother committed suicide years ago... He blamed his father as he believed his father pushed him too hard at work and therefore could not handle the pressure anymore... Long story short, in the end, Robert Pattinson forgives his father and as he waits in his fathers' office for him one morning to finally declare their 'war' over, the camera zooms out, allocating September 11, and you see him standing in one of the Twin Towers, with his father still in a cab on his way to the office. All of a sudden, one of the planes crash into the building, and that is how the movie ends... Can you imagine how many of those 3000 innocent people were not prepared for what was about to happen to them? It breaks my heart having to think about it all over again...

So that is what my 15 minutes of fame would be. Not to have fame from the world, but just a thank you from the people whose lives I saved, that would be good enough for me...

One of my favourite quotes and something I like to think about...
Ghandi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it, because it's a good bet... nobody else will...

*~They really do love eachother...~*

No, this is not going to be a story about a happy couple and their happy ending... It is about my two adorable Rottweiler 'pups' and their love for one another...

So let me first start by introducing you to our 2 other family members, brother and sister - Zoe and Zeus. These are not your usual Rottweilers, they are pretty loving and caring (well with us and the people we know), I wouldn't send a stranger into our yard, because they can be vicious at times... (which is good) ;) Zoe and Zeus can fight about the stupidest things, just like any brother and sister I'm sure... Mostly about territory though and when they start their fight, you don't want to be in the middle. After a few minutes they come right and all seems to be forgiven :)

We often have to take them to the Vet for their annual check-ups, but ever so often, one of them decide to have some growth in their gum, or unusual mark on their body, and one of them need to go to the Vet without the other... Zeus has always been the 'ill' one, and when we leave Zoe at home and load Zeus in the bakkie, Zoe goes ballistic. We have learnt to lock her up in the backyard so that she cannot see her brother leaving, but she still knows. It's so sad really and I've cried numerous times, because it just shows how much she really loves her brother and cares about him... She cries and cries and doesn't want anything (not even a biscuit) except her brother. Eventually she calms down and once he returns, they play and hop around like two young pups, it's very sweet.

Anyway, a few weeks ago, we noticed that Zoe has not been wanting to eat. Almost like she didn't like the food. So, we changed their pellets, but she still had no interest. We then thought she had a sore in her mouth so decided to feed them softer food, such as rice, pasta and even just gravy for over their pellets. She seemed to eat a bit better. Still, she hadn't seemed to be interested in the dry pellets, so we decided a visit to the vet was the only way to find out exactly what was going on... On this day, we had to take Zoe and leave Zeus at home for the very first time... Zeus is normally the calm, chilled one, whereas Zoe is the hyperactive, energizer bunny. Once we loaded Zoe into the bakkie, she was calm, but all of a sudden, Zeus leaped to the front, and as the gate was opening, ran out and into the street, going completely crazy! We had to lock him in the back, and then thought everything to be fine... Zoe was going in for a cat scan, so was going to be under sedation for a couple of hours. On return to the house, we went to the back to let Zeus out. But unfortunately, he had managed to get himself stuck between the braai wall and the garage wall (approximately 20cm wide, if that) with the half of his body stuck between the wall. He couldn't move and we could see he was in pain... Yet, he was going ballistic. We called the Vet and on arrival, she gave him an anaesthetic injection to calm him down and try and get him out. He was still hysterical. She gave him another shot and eventually after it didn't help either, she phoned the other vet working on Zoe, and he arrived with another injection. Eventually Zeus calmed down and the vets had to work carefully, dislocating his legs and head to wangle him out of the gap...

My babies :)

Once Zoe returned, Zeus was very tired from all the anaesthetic... They lay next to each other, both with sad faces... It had been a hectic day for the both of them. We are still waiting for Zoe's test results, but for now she has two shaved patches on her head.

It just goes to show that even though they may want to kill each other at times, they truly love and care for one another. Zeus just wanted to be by his sister and now she was home, laying by him, as they fell asleep...

*~Top 200 Achievements~*

I know myself well enough to admit that I have a memory of a goldfish... It would take me days and days and days to remember 200 achievements which I have achieved in my life... What I can say is that I most certainly have 200 achievements which I am sure my mom is proud of, but they may not be all that big, but big enough to me and everyone who cares about me :) Here are a few of my achievements that I can think of...

1st step,
1st word,
1st run, 1st swim,
1st mudpie (making and selling them with my sis),
1st cultural exposure (going to a Jewish playschool),
learning to sing in Hebrew,
taking ballet for 7 years,
1st entrepreneurial adventure (selling things at our schools' market day),
1st baking session without a flop,
1st meal I cooked,
u/13A hockey team,
swimming team,
athletics team,
orchestra,
playing the violin for a decade,
singing in front of an audience on numerous occasions,
1st job,
1st interview,
working at the 2010 FIFA World Cup,
learning to drive,
passing my learners licence,
passing my licence,
1st drive on my own on the highway,
passing matric and all grades first time,
walking to school everyday in high school,
organising my matric farewell after party on my own in one day after the organiser let us down,
entering a beauty pageant,
1st climb up Lions Head,
getting over my fear of dogs and now owning 2 Rottweilers and having a huge passion for animals :), obtaining my Diploma in Public Relations,
moving to Cape Town on my own...

The list can go on and on and I am certain by the time that I have left this planet, I will have thousands more. Every day we achieve something, even if it is something very small. An achievement is an achievement and its what makes us want things in life so much more!

*~Crying: a sign of weakness or strength?~*

Everyone may have their opinion on what crying is a sign of... But, in our family, we are all very emotional people. My mom, sis and I cry about the smallest things... Even if something isn't as sad to my sister or mom as it is to me, they'll cry because I am crying... So to me, crying is a sign of strength. In our family it shows that we deeply care about one another and even if we have no words to describe the way we are feeling, the tears start rolling and we understand one another, and later have a good laugh about it. It may sound weird, but it's what makes our bond strong. That is my way of looking at crying being a sign of strength! 

*~A skilled set called Leadership~*

Leadership is not an easy task. You have huge responsibility and everyone looks to you for guidance, no matter which field you are in and leading. I'd like to believe that we all have some leadership skills... The one thing to me that distinguishes a leader from a great leader, is how he/ she combines and uses those skills in order to make the final product a success! Some people enjoy leading, while others enjoy following... We can't all be good leaders, imagine what a disaster life would be then!