I'm a guy who just finished stitching a torn seam in a sweater... Someone date me please...
It is almost sweater weather again, my favourite time of the year, Autumn and Winter.
People can just dress more stylish :P
It also introduces hot chocolate, movies, and the odd walk in the rain to get something hot to drink.
Or... taking leave only to see people going to work in the early mornings while enjoying that hot beverage. Yeah... it is a little mean, but how else can you experience that?
But anyway... I'm not actually here to bump up the upcoming winter assault, but to continue on my last entry where I mentioned things just going strange.
It all started after Friday the 13th before Valentine's day in February. I thought that because there were another Friday the 13th in March, the strangeness would get some closure, but nah... Little-Bo-Strange had invited more of her kind!
Like this weekend, bad luck just for everyone.
Had a LAN party (nerd gathering of computers and gaming for you normal English people) planned this weekend. Would have been a church full of nerds, but it moved to one guy's house because lots couldn't make it. Nearing to the last moment of the LAN date, the last of the gamers cancelled, leaving only the host and myself to a historical way of LAN-ing. "Two-player, my bru!"
On top of that, my new sweater (of 2 days old) got a large ripped seam. The one I repaired today by needle and thread.
(Just a weird thought to go with this weirdness going all around freely, I think I would have made a better female) -_-;
Then taking the train the following morning, one had to wait two hours for the next train (for you non-South Africans, yes, our trains are that slow on Sundays). There was a lady who came to the station as well saying she is the ambassador of a train tour and I am welcome to come aboard the Express train straight into town that will be there an hour and ten minutes earlier than the standard train I'm waiting for. That was super generous of her.
So all the tourists came, 85 of them. Each group had at least 2-3 kids with them.
Gawd... I felt like I was in Purgatory! You just hear the kids yelling out "The TRaaaaaaiiiiiiin" in wails of excitement and running like a couple of pink gremlins on the bridge of the station.
I never felt so threatened by a mob of Afrikaners in my life! Just boere and boervrouens everywhere with the occasional boermeisie who would grow into a thick and strong boervrou again.
Now there was a BIG delay in the express train. 20 minutes after its so called arrival a few guys asked the tour guide in turns where the train is. The pretentious interest in her job and history, the pretentious huahuahua laughs that follows and the pretentious "oh okay :)", not even the least excited in any of the answers they asked questions for, but only to know where the train is.
Geez... this was an exception for this train to come all the way to a station where the express train don't usually stop, but it does stop at the station right after. So it must go that way. "When?" wasn't what the poor tour guide knew.
It eventually became so late that the Afrikaans mass took their white tekkies and khakis up onto the stairs and left the station. "Buh-bye boere *waves*"
The travel guide and myself sat for another 10 minutes and took the normal train into town, where she said sorry to me for not climbing on express. No need, lady, you didn't owe me :)
But what was alarming was that she did say that in the 8 years of working on weekends the train did never not arrive. Guess I'm just the bad luck stepping out in person unto the station. Sorry!
Got home to freshen up and meet another friend in town, but that too was cancelled. Seriously! This whole weekend was an epic fail! haha :/
And the weirdness proceeds with today greeting a friend over messages when I traveled on my way to work where they almost had a bad accident on the station. Okay... I won't send a "Hello" in the morning again.. "I'm bad luck".
Then getting a random message from a friend we call "Taz". His voice note started somewhat normal and then he burped and excused himself in mid conversation. I really need to save that one... haha
I seriously have no more words for the strange stuff happening these days. Or maybe my life was just so bland that I didn't even noticed the random things around me?
I doubt it... my life is crazy enough not to be bland ;P
