A New Decade Begins

Today is the start of a new decade. I look back into the past decade and realize that I was tiny 10 years ago. I wasn’t even in high school yet. Reflecting on major influences from the past 10 years in my life is difficult to do as things that may have been a big deal then seem so small and insignificant now. But I am going to try.

In 2000 I was in grd 5, that means I was 11.

In 2001 Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone came out as well as Moulin Rouge, The Lord of The Rings: The Fellowship of The Ring, Pearl Harbour, Oceans 11, and Shrek. It was a good year for movies. I think I started doing Ballet again in this year too. I was also in std 5, now known better as grd 7 in school. That means I was a senior in Primary School. Big Fish in a very small pool. I was also a prefect.

In 2002 I went to high school. Small fish in a big sea. For initiation I had to wear a stocking on my head, walk around in a cardboard box painted in spots, and carry a brick around. I was a cow and the brick my baby. It was a new school, with new friends, just what I wanted. I visited Russia and fell in love. I haven’t been back YET, but I will. I also payed a visit to Finland (went to a Finish high school), Turkey (bought a Turkish carpet – well my parents did for me), UK (I learnt that family can be disappointing and hurt your feelings). I missed a whole term of school – when I got back people thought I had immigrated. I could only wish I had. The movie Chicago was released as well as Spiderman and another Lord of The Rings, and another Harry Potter. I found out i have an allergy to horse hair. I coloured my hair for the first time – it was blonde, and I made it lighter blonde – massive change!

In 2003 I fell over backwards into the bath after sending an sms about they guy I liked to him by accident when it was meant for my friend. I changed friend groups. I went to my first Oppi Koppi and my first Splashy Fen. I had the best 2 friends. We were like the three musketeers (Pepermint Tart, Suurlemoen Tert, and Milk Tart). I took up modelling (not my idea, I wanted to do drama).

In 2004 I changed friend groups yet again, this time not by choice (all of my friends moved away – Ghana, USA, Durban, Cape Town). I had my heart broken. But I had a great friend to share in the heart break as she too was going through the same situation. I went to Mozambique and met the guy that would later (2 years down the line) introduce me to Matt. Sex and The City ended.

In 2005 I became Anastasya and my friend became Nazdia (she is still under that name on my phone). My friend and I decided to have flings to mend our broken hearts – 5 years later she is still dating hers. I watched many many re-runs of SATC. I cut a fringe.

In 2006 all my friends became perfects. I went to Amsterdam and Italy (to dance). I missed my matric dance for this. I missed a lot of ‘important’ school events for my dancing. I officially started teaching. We missed the New Years countdown – twice apparently (not sure how that works). New best friend Toffee. Had an awkward moment, had another friend be very jealous of our friendship, had him have a thing with my cousin. Finally kissed my long time crush – and have my friend ruin it all. Was uninvited to the matric Vacation I helped plan, was then taken to Sun City for a week – 5* Accommodation, all expenses paid, should have been a dream, sorry. I met him! He went away for a month, we Skyped all month long and he became my best friend. I matriculated.

In 2007 had an all nighter we will never forget. Went to University. Met many new friends – spent most of my time dancing instead of going through the typical 1st year stuff. Moved. He moved in. I realized I am in love. I went on holiday a lot and worried very little. It was a great year. My dog died – I got her when I was 3 years old. I still miss her. I got Grishko, my new dog (named after pointe shoes).

In 2008 I found out that many students drop out, or change direction – more than i thought. I landed up in hospital, Ouch! I dyed the bottom part of my hair purple. Car trouble really got to the whole family. We broke down (good and solid) 2 weekends in a row, once on the way to a holiday and the other time on the way back. Decided to move out. I didn’t. Got my pretty red Dell.

In 2009 I finished. I opened my own dance and Pilates studio, Studio of Motion. My birthday celebration was a week long. I sold my beetle, Daisy. SAD. And got a new car – Alfa Romeo (Roxy). Went to Ireland, the UK, and got stalked in Dubai International. He also got a new car – Land Rover Defender. A semi-good year in cars. I am so busy starting up my studio – and having my family help out that we didn’t even put up a Christmas tree and I din’t realize it was New Years eve until it was almost over. Witnessed a meteorite crash on earth – it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. Got Swine Flu.

I think 2010 is going to be a great year, and a wonderful start to the new decade. Bring it on.

Stuck In A Rut

As many people may know, from previous blog posts and from twitter, my car breaks down rather often. This is partly because it’s a 1964 Beetle and partly because sometimes, I think, it just doesn’t feel like going.

I had another one of these incidents on Monday. This caused 45 minutes of boredom and me missing a lecture.

Broken Down

Broken Down

This is what you call bored

This is what you call bored

Atleast I get to show off my car and my vintage polka dot skirt

At least I get to show off my car and my vintage polka dot skirt

When all else fails, call on your red lipstick.

When all else fails, call on your red lipstick.

Later the same day Daisy, that’s my cars name, decided to work again. You gotta love her!