Load Shedding...

Mmmmm, ok people of Palace...

 

I feel the need 2 express my concern about the fact that at times people tend to look for support and love where they are sure to never find it.

 

This is sad, crazy and oh so true, not to mention relevant. Why when u have a certain group of people who do care and do want to support and help and all and all, do we not lean on them, but rather yearn for the support from the ones, subconsciously, we know we will never get support from?

 

I think what we r meant 2 learn from something this transparent is that we yearn for what we can't have by nature. What we can have feels easily obtained and therefore we misinterpret the intensity of that support. We tend to feel that if people are so quick to support, how strong is that support and will it be strong enough to maintain the level of need. Whereas, the support we battle to get and yet yearn for, we feel might be that unconditional support that might possibly dissolve the reason why support is needed.

 

Strangely this is making sense to me right now......

 

I have recently learnt to accept support that is easily extended (easily cause its out of love and not what can be gained), and let me tell u, it kinda takes a load off to be honest.

 

It is not easy to actually say 'I need help' or 'yes, thank u, ure help and concern and support is welcomed'.

 

Why is that though? Maybe cause we are so scared that if we let go of the burden, share it and then as soon as we get use to not carrying such a heavy deck of cards, that the support might fade and to build that strength up again to be able to manage carrying all the suits on your own, well it is just so exhausting gaining the strength to carry the load when you have the strength to begin with (he he he, yes I go in circles when I ponder). Once you share that load, well when u get it back, u have to find the strength again...

 

Maybe I'm mumbling and perhaps none of this makes sense, but hey, that's Dorey for u....

 

U know u love me, load and all

 

Xoxo

If u can see me now....

Peeps of the Palace...

So, if you find out u have an illness that u can c, the feeling is more real right, but when u have an illness that simply doesn't show u (visually) that u r ill, well then it doesn't seem as real...

How about if u had an illness where u felt sick, but still didn't see it, until u on a treatment that forces u 2 then c that u r sick by means of something visual, well then it becomes more of a reality i suppose.

Well i think the importance of all of this whether you can see it or not, is this - u need to stay positively tuned in to health and the feeling that u r ok and that u will remain that way.

Some might know that i have been a little ill and stuff (not elaborating), but today i must tell u that it is a bit of a tough day. Why? Well i am now just not feeling it, but i can see it as well and it is scaring the living daylights out of me...It's horrible and scary and all and all, but......

I will remain positive and happy. I will not let this get me down no matter what!!! I will continue to be the awesome and happy person that i am. I might feel ill and see some of the effects the meds have and all and all, but i am still me and i still have my wonderful personality and nothing, not even being sick can take that from me...

So - moral of the story - well, ure mind is stronger than u think. Yes i have my moments where my mind shuts down (don't we all), but i can blame it on the meds - lol...So that is a positive thing right? Right! Anyway, the moral being, u r as strong as u allow yourself to be. The mind is a powerful thing and with having control over your psyche, it makes the rest seem easier...

Positive thinking and positive surroundings can do wonders no matter what anyone says. I am living proof of that...Yes, i will have a down day or moment every now and then, but i will and still remain strong. I am fine and it could be worse and i will help others where i can with the example i am setting...

You know you love me staying strong.

xoxo

Legally Blond

Mmmmm - peeps of the palace (in pink)...

Well, lately i have been overflowing with such amazing concepts and theories that the general consensus regarding my hair colour has been proven wrong on an infinite level...

People tend to look at a lady/woman/girl with blond hair and they immediately think - 'ha, dumb blond'....I, at times, use the excuse that the lemon juice i use on my hair has seeped into my brain to cause a form of slight damage - (he he he)... Really now...

Anyway - your hair colour, skin colour, eye colour does most definitely not determine your level of intellect...

Trust me when i tell you, i have my moments - he he he (hence Dorey Deluxe), however i am a seemingly intelligent young woman and ..... I'm BLOND - lol...

They say don't judge a book by its cover and how terribly true that is. You cannot base a persons skills by the look they have or even by the clothes they wear.

Scientifically speaking of course, the connection between two people (love/friendship) is not based on the black tights with Emo hair cut, but by the similar interests. That is what draws people together - those lovely little chemical buggers that go 'hey you, yeah you, i would like to be your friend' and kabaaaammmm, you have a new friend (maatjie) lol...

So, don't judge me or others on what you see, but rather close your eyes and 'see' what you feel...

Again, i am proudly blond and portray exactly that, naturally when it suits me of course...I am ditsy and fun, bubbly and slightly airy, I'm philosophical and theoretical, I'm intelligent and thorough and boy do i love a challenge - whether that is to see how fast i can paint my nails pink with a dot of silver sequence (ok, skip the sequence) or whether it is to determine the concept revolving around a wonderful theory Einstein or Socrates came up with - all in all, i do it with my heels on and my hair fluffed....

You know you love me in pink

xoxo

Soccer Fever!!!

People of the world who enjoy this wonderful sport...

Okay - so i am from Cape Town in South Africa right and i was pretty irritated with the idea of the World Cup being held here for a few reasons -

• Increased traffic


• Too many people


• Prices sky rocketting


• etc...

I did feel the World cup until, well it all started with my Birthday which was on the 11th of June (i know, how lucky am i) - so anyway...I felt it cause the world cup has just started and every felt the fever - i felt it more and delved into the added fever and kept some for my birthday (i know how selfish of me, lol)...So anyway i felt it, but not entirely...

In a way it actually still irritated me quite a bit, then a very good friend of mine suggested that a bunch of us go to the Fan Park...Mmmmm, im a comfort person and dont like alleys - dark or unventured....For me to partake in this i had to

• take a train to Cape Town from Century City


• walk the streets of central town as a woman (in other words my friends (male) can kick ass but being tiny i might have a problem doing that - lol)


• then embark on masses of people that i dont know, hope i dont get pick pocketed and see past all types (money, foreigners, race)...


• then - to make matters more insane, i had to take the train back (with my trusty companions, but still)


• and then walk under a dark and dingy bridge at early hours of the morning to get to our vehicles....

A bit to ponder i would say - but, i would have to say this.....

IT WAS ONE OF THE GREATEST EXPERIENCES OF MY LIFE!!!!!!

It was breath-taking. The people on the train were so helpful and it was so very safe. I felt like a 6 year old in the biggest toy store ever last night. The train ride, the walk, the people, the music, the spirit...

I met so many new people from all over our wonderful world and even though there were few dodgy 'gentleman' trying to immmm, well make their move, the balance were superbly nice and so much fun.

There was Phil - a 22 year old Sports Instructor who works on cruise ships. He has been in South Africa now or about a month and has enjoyed it immensely. He has taken a train ride in JHB as 6am in the morning, had a 'braai' in a squattercamp (these things i have never even done) and he loved it. He reckons SA is super awesome and i am going to have to agree. He was very charming and bought a few drinks for the ladies in our group. He made me laugh so much last night that my 'Mascara (say it in American accent, so funny)' run the whole night. He eventually looked at me and said 'Are you not perhaps feeling sad about something that you are not aware of under all the laughing?' - he he he...Not anymore Phil...Super Trooper indeed.

Then we had James from the south of London and his friends - oh and what an angel he was. So sweet and courteous, he reminded me of a Prince William and naturally i told him so...lol...I asked him if he liked 'Cucumber Sandwiches (say it in British accent) and i he would like a cup of teaaaa.' He he he - he replied saying he would love some tea and that, well he has cucumber sandwiches with cheese!!! He he he, who does that? He he he...They are leaving to Durban today and we convinced them to go Shark Cage diving...Lol...

There was also a wonderful gentleman from Ghane infront of us. Very quiet, very subdued, but oh so opinionative when something interesting happened. Naturally i was louder than a
Vuvuzela and when i did go a little quiet after the second half of the last 15 minutes of the extra time, he turned and said 'no, you must not be quiet, you must have faith and shout (said in Ghana accent)'...

When Ghana scored - oh wow.....I was worried that i might end up in some Emegency room of some nearby hospital as the jumping and hugging and shouting and all and all - well you cannot explain it, you actually need to be there to experience it. Then suddenly i looked up and searched for clouds and i felt rain - well people, it was rain made of beer. With the goal, the spectators threw their drinks into the air and beer went everywhere - i felt like i was in a Budweiser add - lol.....

Unbelievable is all i can say...

We made our trip home, only to look for another open pub as the spirit would just not leave us...

I have now oficially been bitten by the bug - the World Cup fever has hit me square inbetween my eyes and i cannot be moer excited...So as Germany plays and i blog, i am most defiantely making sure that next weekend i am at the fan park again - i feel terribly bummed for not being there today, but have another importanted arrangement...

Go Germany, make us proud!!!!!!

U know you need to get ill with Soccer Fever...

xoxo

About Time...

People of the Palace...

Yes, its about time that i do what i do again...And a better time than this is there not... :-)

That little piece i wrote 'Its my party and i will choose as i want to'?...well i am still going so strong. Being in control of me has never felt better.

It all comes with that switch that goes off. That button that once initialized, well there is simply no turning back really and boy am i chuffed.

For so many years so many people have told me the same thing over and over and over - its all about you and you need to take care of you first...Now i made the mistake of putting everyone before me until recently of course. I tell you its liberating. Oh, dont get me wrong, i am still me, sweet and kind and caring, but spoken in the truest words of all - its all about me!!!

The concept of 'Its all about me' gets misinterpreted so often - in the sense that, people tend to think its a selfish concept, however i am here today to tell you differently...All is pretty much based on Positive Manipulation (operative word being 'positive')...

I choose to still care and give and be and stuff, but i choose to do so for myself first and foremost. It is not selfish putting yourself first but rather a stunning growth process than can not be more liberating to your psyche.

1. I have fun.


2. I say no when a situation does not suit me.


3. I take from a situation what i can use and not what i cant.


4. If i dont like your opinion, i'll tell you but grant you the right to have it.


5. I am me and if you cannot respect that - sorry for yooouuuuuuu!

So - that is the base of my thoughts today. I am still going strong and i will not seccumb to emotional vampires of any sort. I am not a punching bag - he he he...

On a lighter note, how awesome is this soccer.....

Mmmmm, i feel another topic for a blog brewing...

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xoxo