My body is here but my mind is elsewhere.. as usual I’m suffering from post-holiday depression. Nothing worse than having to go back to work after an amazing holiday of boozing it up in Cape Town and then boozing it up in Joburg. Detoxing is for the weak! No resolutions, why bother - I don’t stick to them anyway.
Cape Town.
Insane winds, bad hair, an alcohol habit and photos that should be deleted - is a good summery of my holiday.
Weird guy who I’d rather not remember…
Pick up line: Are you halal?
Me: No
*guy walks away*
Is this what guys have resorted to? Why waste time!
Photos I’d rather not remember…
Trying to take a snap shot while jumping on the beach, is next to impossible I know this because I’ve tried dozens of times and I now have dozens of photos where I look like I just had shock therapy on my face and a pretzel shaped body. Uh hmm.
Joburg.
Quick drink turned into what I call an unforgettable all-night drinking session with 2 new found friends. 2 really hot new found friends. The night involved drinks, cops and strippers. I’d rather not try explain myself. If there was any sun the next day id have seen it except all I got was funny looks during the drive of shame home.
Ps: Call me!!
lol. I love it! Party like a rock star, shag like a porn star, you know it was awesome when you look like a disaster!
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