Wednesday whirlwinds

My salutations & apologies for my scarcity, my brain has literally been around the universe in the 60 days since I last blogged.

You see friends I have been happy and scared as I grew up in a matter of weeks, as I moved from my aunt's sanctuary into my own nest, which meant that I now have to list my priorities, yes that dreaded word!

 Oh my Loyd do I hate responsibility!

I now have to think ahead, who the f*** does that, I mean life offers me the choice between a night out on the town & eating popcorn all month...
Then again considering I can't cook,so Poppy Corn & I should be well acquainted,  but the thought alone has me lisping over my imaginary, homemade gourmet meals for one.

Then there's the shopping sprees or the lack thereof, I mean when's the last time I walked into a beloved concept store & carelessly got whatever pair of sneaks I wanted, instead as I daydream about this my landlord's face comes into mind & a second later I see myself living in a flooded bridge with my stunning Nikey's, wrapped in a flea-market of a blanket...

Then there's the transport fare, each time Haagen Dazs & I plan on going on a date, my shoes start pinching me reminding me of the long walk home should we go, as there won't be cash for a taxi after that.

Arrrrgh don't even get me started on dining out...
Actually what is that, what do you do, what happens?
Oh you have to pay R50+ AND leave a tip oh YIKES, guess I'll save that trip for mummy's visit **,)

It's times like these that I wish my mum was in the same town as me, then life would be but a dream...

But then reality sets in & I sense the universe saying less yada yada, ( I need to start getting )more ching ching, or simply embrace the pauper's lifestyle.

Or it could simply just be another whirlwind of a Wednesday...