Everyone who knows me KNOWS that ever since getting my MINI last year I have been MINI-crazy. I absolutely adore my car.
On Friday night I was super excited to be attending the launch of the new Limited Edition Bayswater. I had no idea what to expect, but they wowed us with a 3D Projection in Nelson Mandela Square. I think they stressed a little bit as Jozi decided to grace us with an epic rainstorm shortly before the event was due to start, but the rain finally cleared and the program could go ahead. For those of you who didn’t get to see it…..there is a YouTube video here 🙂
And the cars were BEAUTIFUL! I’m not going to go into the technical details here…we ALL know it’s not my strong point but you can find all the details on their website:) I will however show you some pictures to tease 🙂
All in all I think everyone had a really fun time and I got to meet some interesting new people, which, at the end of the day, is my favourite part of any event I get to attend…well that and the wine:)
Thank you so much for the goodie bag I received today:) I just said earlier this week that I don’t have a laptop bag for the little HP Folio I won the other day and then today you guys pitched up at my client’s offices with not ONLY a laptop bag but also some free Vitaminwater goodies…my co-workers were also thankful for these:P The gifts are very much appreciated:)
I would just like to pop you a quick note to say thank you for hosting my party on Saturday:) Throughout the process I was assisted by competent and friendly individuals (specifically Riaan and Bruce) and their advice and help was highly appreciated.
The food, as always was divine and my only complaint involves one of your staff members breaking the stiletto shoe on my cake *sulks*. Other than that I am one happy and satisfied little customer.
I’ve included a few snapshots of the night…I have so many pictures, but sadly I can’t put ALL of them here. I’ve included only a few with some of my friendsters. Thanx again!
Some times it makes me sad to have to admit that people I used to call friends have now become mere acquaintances, if that. These are people I cared about, helped and believed to care about me. It’s a sad day when you have to admit that you were mistaken…that they were not your friends afterall…they never really cared. Even though in your case I’ve been at this point before, this week I had to finally accept that you were never a friend. You’ve been an emotional parasite, an emotional and psychological abuser and now you are no longer part of my life.
I’m tired of being called all kinds of names when the opinion you asked me to give is not what you wanted to hear. I’m tired of being insulted and called names because I refuse to engage in an argument with you. I’m tired of you discussing me behind my back and calling me names. I’m tired of caring about you and having that thrown back in my face.
I’d like to say that when I did consider you a friend the relationship was good…but the sad part is…it never was. It was always fundamentally flawed…I just didn’t realise it. Am I innocent in all of this. No. I’ve had my fair share of flinging insults at times. But I’m over the hurt…I can’t do it any more.Your latest tirade was unnecessary and extremely hurtful and brought me to this decision. It’s done, it’s over…no more.
I hope you manage to sort through your issues. I hope you find happiness. I hope you have friends that can help you though this…but I’m sorry, it’s not going to be me, 7 years is quite enough.
So tonight is the last night I’ll ever sleep here. It feels weird being here with it looking nothing like a place I would live in. All the boxes stacked in the lounge…the only thing left untouched is my bed…so that I can sleep in it tonight.
Tonight I am overwhelmed by excitement, stress, happiness, sadness and a general feeling of…well…overwhelmedness (if I can put it like that). I’m very excited about the new house. I fell in love with it the moment I first saw it and I’m definitely looking forward to having a dedicated office rather than having 40 lever arch files in my lounge. I’ll also have a little garden and a porch and a nice big kitchen and the living area is big enough that I’ll be able to get that much wanted dining room table. I’m stressed because…well..moving is stressful no matter how you look at it. And having packers doing everything this time round was even more stressful, as I had no control over what was happening. Hiring a company to do everything was the best and the worst decision I ever made:P
But lying in my bed typing this I also feel a great sadness. This little house of mine holds so many amazing memories…and I’m almost scared I’m going to lose them because I will no longer be here. Now I know that’s absolutely ridiculous on the face of it…but I think it’s a very human reaction actually. I’ve learned so many things…experienced so many more things..and i’ve grown so much while living here that there is a little irrational part of me that’s sad because I think I might lose it.
But most of all I think I just feel overwhelmed in general….for a million different reasons which I’m finding hard to explain in words.
Thank you, 122, for some awesome memories. For being here to witness the last 2 years, for being a really awesome home. Be assured that if it wasn’t for the fact that I desperately need a dedicated study/office I would definitely not be moving.