The First Post

Now THIS feels weird...


This is my first post while in South Africa, and I can say that I am sober for mainly the first time since I came here. The reason for my sobriety is simply, that I fell ill a couple of days ago. My first illness back in South Africa.

What changed?

Firstly money, there are new notes and everything! Just a shame they still cant buy you shit. I mean, the five rand coin is almost the same size as a two rand coin, this means that five rand is worth fuckall. Nothing much further to report basically, the same old shit-hole of a land, but at least its MY shit-hole of a land.
Oh yes, FOKOFPOLISIEKAR's combi crashed, no one was injured though, they luckily only lost some equipment.

6/11!!!!

Whats with this 6/11, I hear you ask, is it an insiders joke, perhaps? No it isn't it's the weekend of the 2005 dload festival, where I would have gone to see, my musical idol OZZY OSBOURNE. Now I'm here, about 9 000 km's away, what will I do? You may ask. One thing basically, DRINK, the same that would have happened at download'05

Before I forget...

I will leave the guys back in London with my most used word.... MOTHER FUCKER.

cheers

ROCKnROLL!!
LeraS

The last post....

Wow, this feels weird

Yep, this is my last while I am in London, I'm still recovering from a slight hangover. I am going to do the last few things today, like finish packing my handluggage, getting last minute things that I need. Saying goodbye to all the people I have met here(basically that means my housemates) and getting prepared mentally for the long arduous 13 hour-flight.

CHEERS to everyone here in London

HELLO to everyone in good old South Africa

ROCKnROLL!
LeraS

Some more photos

This is what happens...

When you had somehthing to drink, and you are a BEEG OzzY Osbourne fan. I'm going home next week, so this might be my last post, while I am in london.

ROCKnROLL
LeraS

i love dem fags 

i'm happy 

just enjoying a fag... thats brittish for cigarette 

i smoke, no, not really 

test shot 

i am at peace 

AARGH 

just some photos 

ozzy me 

Photos and news

At last some sort of identification

So thats it, theres a photo of me at the end of this post. Scroll down if you dare! I will post more shortly, it will mainly be me in the photos, but hey, this is my blogger, so I can do what I want!!

Mama I'm coming home.

Not yet, but it looks like I'll have to, because of my peculiar cirumstances.(read no money) I will be returning if things do not look better for me within the next 2 or so weeks, I wanted to watch Starwars episode 3 in london, but it looks like I will not. So people, pop the champagne bottles, listen to FOKOFPOLISIEKAR(www.fokofpolisiekar.co.za), KAK in julle broeke, want ek kom terug!!!!!(translation : SHIT in your pants, because I'm returning!!!!!)

No more tears.

Yup, I'm glad that I have had this opportunity to go to england, experienced all the english I could. I have learnt a lot of things here, and hopefully my stay here changed me for the good. I would love to return one day as a TOURIST, and see the sites that I couldn't see now.

well, thats basically it...

Leras
ROCKnROLL!!

SCARY security guard! Look at them wild eyes.... Thats me folks 

The anomaly called life.

Yes this is basically a normal post about the things I have learnt here in London. Although this might sound like I have given up on the job situation here in London, I haven't. I just made peace with the fact that the chance might exist that the circumstances here might force me to go back home. I made peace with that.

Goodbye to romance.

Now onto those things I learnt here in London. Some of it might sound like common sense, but those points especially was made clear here in London.
1. Family first - Put my family first, tell them first how much they mean to me.
2. Friends rule - True, old and new friends that I have made here, helped me through a lot of things.
3. The pope IS God, funny he died recently. Thats how the people in london see him anyway.
4. Women still remains a mystery.

Now, to apply the first two things to my life. I will appreciate family, and I will let them know ALMOST everyday how much I appreciate them, through actions or through words. The same goes for friends, I might even organise a braai once a month at my place, just to tell them how much I do appreciate them.

Diary of a madman.

Yes, thats my bit, hoped you like the ride thusfar. I will surely post more, it is not the end of The ozz is my shepherd. I will continue posting, in london, or in SA(hopefully in london). So hopefully I will make the best of the situation thats placed before me. I have to go off and call some more security companies(Yup, I am looking into security AS my last resort). I will keep you guys posted on my happenings.
But before I call them, I will just go over to smithy's place (smithydude.blogspot.com) and post a couple of obscenities on his site, because HE WONT POST.

ROCKnROLL
Leras

A post while I am at the trail

Another quickie.

Yes I am at the trail again, and yes, I have picked up a few extra japanese words, and yes, I am surrounded by japanese nurses!!!!
Life is good for now...

The real reason for posting this follows.
I have just decided that my 'situation'(as I call it) is just one of life's obstacles I have to overcome, either by staying here, or going back to Good ol' SA. I have decided to hang in here for a couple of more weeks, and if I dont find work, I will be going back to SA.
I mean I have proven to myself that I am capable of surviving on my own, in ANOTHER country, how difficult could it be in SA, I know there are buggerall job opportunities in SA, but I think... no, I KNOW I will survive.

So thats my tupence for now, see ya guys/gals later(maybe)

ROCKnROLL
Leras

I'm slowly dying

Well, not really...

Depression is a bitch.

Yeah I am depressed at the moment, for a couple of reasons, lets start naming them, shall we?
1. I have no job(keep remembering that I am in london)
2. I have no money.
3. Everything is looking for the worse at the moment.

Yeah thats basically it. The man who said money is not everything wasn't jobless and pennyless in london. Sure money isn't EVERYTHING, but it can surely make your life on helluva bit better.

My options at this stage.

Going back to South Africa. Holding on to the bitter end and if it doesn't look good then go back to South Africa. Let's explore these options.

Going back to South Africa - Meaning that I am a Fucking failure, a loser, a dropout, a wuss, I could come up with more names, but I am too tired to think of anymore. Then there is the NO JOBS in South Africa bit. Sure I could become a waiter and earn lets say R500 a week. But the thing is that I will be living with my parents, I dont really want to do that, after living on my own for about one year. If I go back now, I will be even more depressed.

Option number 2 Holding on to the bitter end and if it doesn't look good then go back to South Africa - This is the more viable option for obvious reasons, yeah sure I will still be a fucking failure, loser etc. But I will be a lesser one. If I hold out, then I might get a better job here in london, and I can continue with some of my afore mentioned dreams i.e the ROCK STAR, seeing OzzY Osbourne live, going to the big premiere of Star Wars episode 3 etc. There is also a potential girlfriend on the horizon at the moment, and if I leave now, I would kick myself if I didn't explore that option.

So I guess I am doing option number 2, I have got some money coming in, from the medical trials and some for the little amount of general labour that I did.

There must be hope somewhere.

The stroke of bad luck that I had lately can't really continue on forever, otherwise the power that be has a very strange sense of humour. So I guess, no, I know there should be a 'silver' lining somewhere out there between the humourless buildings of London.

Information for the uninformed.

I still can't shake this feeling of immense dread whenever I am thinking of going back home, there's nothing back there for me jobwise, and I sure as hell don't want to go back to my hometown, south africa is complicated, it is a third world country with a couple of first world cities, I would like to go live in one of them, Cape Town more specifically.
And if I should go back home now, I will become something that I have always been afraid of, I would stagnate in Bloemfontein, and eventually rot.

Any comments/suggestions? Place them here, or email me at shsteyn@yahoo.co.uk, or the default one of darkhumor@webmail.co.za.

rocknroll
leras

What? Another Post In The Same Week?

Yes, thats true, another post in the same week, but I said that I would post something if I had something to say, and right now I do. On a side note : HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!
Back to the point I am going to make.
I would just like to state that the following post is my opinion/view and the opinions/views posted here do not resemple the opinions/views of BLOGGER.COM.

I. O. U
They are brilliant, when people owe you something, its not great, however, when you owe people. So yesterday night was great for the simple fact that 'friends' owed me alcohol and mixers. I got drunk again last night, and that would explain the eyeliner(gift) and the random scribble of words on my arms. :) (I told you guys i was an OzzY fan)

SEX, its overrrated.
That's a quote from a friend of mine(i'll call him stev). But I'll change the saying a bit to illustrate the point I want to make. Faceless, emotionless sex is overrated. Now the funny thing is stev started to do just that, and sure its fun, I have been there, but I think the more you do it, the more you fuck with your head, the more issues you create for yourself. In London its easy to get laid, I mean, go to any place in central London drink two drinks and the third drink is on a woman who approaches you. THAT's how easy it is to get laid in London.
Now sex with random people does have its own problems AIDS to name but one. But if your number's up, theres nothing you can do to change that, so if you get AIDS, syphillis or what the fuck ever, its your time to get it, and in some cases if you can die of it, die and get it over with. The world will be a better place trust me. And if you are my friend and you died of some STD, I will shed a tear because I have lost a friend, but that will only be about 15% of my feelings, the other 85% of it will be hating the dead motherfucker because of his stupidity.

Back to the point before I get totally sidetracked.
Emotionless sex is like playing a game on easy difficulty just to finish the game, or its like buying a brand new car, looking at it and then selling it because you are afraid that you will crash the car. Sex is a beautiful thing, man. When I do decide to have sex again, it would be with someone that I love and I hope she loves me back. There is no challenge in emotionless sex, for me the important part of sex is to make her feel like a fucking goddess. Emotionless sex is for the insecure, the cowards, and the guys who think they have something to prove to themselves.

I despise those type of guys, they would fall under my 'jock' category and the funny thing is my friend of four years, who just came to london after me, has started on that self-destructive path, when we are drunk he tells me he knows that he is fucking up, but it is 'something that he thinks he needs to do'. OH, I'm sorry it is something that you need to do then? ok go ahead, go fuck yourself up, let your insecurity eat away at the last bit of integrity that you have left, you won't probably need it anyway.

To each his own, I always say.
That might sound a bit conflicting on what I said previously, but that is my opinion, that is how I feel about the subject. Go ahead. Do what you think you need to do, if you think its allright in your eyes, go ahead. I don't neccessarily agree, but go ahead it's your life. And may the person who degraded sex to such a low standard rot in hell for all fucking eternity!

LeraS
ROCKnROLL!!

A matter of time

Yeah, uhm... sorry for not posting lately, looks like people are actually reading my blogger, that is so cool. The reasons for me not posting in no particular order are, working, not working, a bit of illness here and there. But now I am posting as I am sure you guys/gals can see.

Down with the sickness

I have been looking for some other work seeing as the data cabling company was fucking me around with work/paychecks, I had to wait 2 and a half weeks for my february paycheck to actually be in my account, and in those two and a half weeks i had no work, because they said 'I was a new guy, so they give older guys jobs first' Bollocks I say, the DOG's BOLLOCKS.

Medical trials are great! I have been accepted into one, and they told me not to take multivitamins, for obvious reasons. So I stopped, and about a week ago I fell ill, and there were some indiscrepancies with my blood samples, so I had to give them another. By Wednesday I felt better.
Now here is the amazing part, Friday the 18th of march, the day was brilliant, a typical summersday back in old South Africa, so we organised a braai(a barbeque for the english folk) and we started braaing. I think if you took a satelite image of london on friday night, all the fires that would have been going would have been the south africans doing a braai.
Saturday the 19th was exactly the same bright sunny day and everything. When I woke up I was down with the sickness again, so I am basically taking things easy for my trial date tommorow.

Paranoid.

Dreaming is fun! Especially when fever-induced hallucinations take place! I had fun dreams the last couple of nights, bloody great.

No Bone Movies...

Watch Constantine starring Keanu Reeves and Rachel Weisz, brilliant movie, but only watch it if you are either a) not a zealot of a fan of the Constantine comic books, and b) when you don't have a clue what Constantine is about. That basically exludes a certain KOREAN I know.
Don't watch The Machinist, the movie is too long and the poster gives everything away about the movie. A mix between Memento and Fight Club. The only reason to watch The Machinist is basically for the acting talents of Christian Bale, he lost a LOT of weight for this movie.

Anyway that is me for now. Hope you guys like the post, See ya around!
(now all i have to do is make sure there are no spelling mistakes in this post!)

ROCKnROLL!!

At Last!

I wanted to post last weekend, but I kinda forgot. My brother's visit here was fucking cool, it did make me miss home though...
Saw a video of my family at home, sent them a 'video message'

I have been working this whole week, went out for some part-time binge drinking last night, woke up this morning with a hangover, and went to work, aint life great??

There is another...

In the meantime there is some personal shit I have to sort out, personal meaning a girl is involved. I am also working on a new song of mine, its in afrikaans, but that is mainly because Moordmasjien(I'll call him MM from now on) told me that he wants to start a afrikaans band of some sort, kind of like Kobus! which is also another Afrikaans band.
Monthly tip: Go to hyde park early sunday mornings, no one is there, and you cant hear the london traffic if you are in the middle of the park!

Thats me for now, I am still getting over the hangover, thats why this post is so short.

ROCKnROLL!!

A quickie

Just to let you guys and gals know that my brother is coming this weekend, so there'll be no topics until he has left for south africa again, AND my good friend Moordmasjien(murder machine in english) will be returning from south africa this weekend as well! Double joy or something like that!
ROCKnROLL!!
LeraS

Between ROCK and a homey place.

Choices, I fucking hate choices.

It has come recently to my attention that The Download Festival will be happening from the 10th of June, to the 12th of June. Now you guys will think that this news would be great news. But I have to make a decision, a very tough one at that.

Theres no place like home.

Now this saying is true, except I can click the two heels of my ruby slippers and be back in South Africa. I need money, and I want to save at least £2 000 for my trip there. I wanted to surprise my mom dad and friends in May, but the download festival is in June, so my trip will be kind of impossible. Which brings me to my next point.

ROCK'nROLL!!

Rock 'n Roll indeed. I'd like to go to the download festival, but I do have to sacrifice my trip home. And the other thing is I am a BIG OzzY OsbournE fan, probably the biggest in my home town of Bloemfontein. This year, OzzFest will feature at download, which means I will get to see my FAVORITE musician on stage(that is mr. Osbourne himself, for the uninformed), I might even get an autograph!, and if I get the autograph it will become my next tatoo.
This is definately a once in a lifetime opportunity for me.
Trust me all this ranting will become clear in my next post.

Is that your final answer??

So I have to make up my mind. And after 2 days of rigourous thinking, I decided on (drumroll please...)

DOWNLOAD FESTIVAL.

So I would like to take this opportunity NOT to say sorry to my family and friends, because they should understand that OzzY means a lot to me.So you guys will just have to accept it.

(side note, I use fictional names for my friends, me being paranoid as hell)

Unorganising, the organised.

So DM, I would like you to know that the plans for May is cancelled, I will not be coming home for May, and I will return to my Homeland in the timespan between August and November.
Yes, to all my other friends, I have planned to surprise you guys this May, but the Ozz is calling, and I must beckon... or something like that :)
Friends and family I will see you guys later this year then.

ROCK ON
LeraS

Drinking, and changing jobs .... again

Well, the Blue Team thing did not go down so well, I mean. 2 Quid an hour?? Who the hell are they kidding? So I am back to being a data cabling technician. 8 hour days, 60 quid a day.

On To the drinking...

This friday 3rd of February I went out to have a few drinks with friends, you know the usual relaxed thing. We went to a pub called Zulu's had one snakebite(think beer with some raspberry flavouring) there, then I met up with some other friends from my old work as security guard in a pub called The Walnut Tree. CHEAPEST fucking place you can buy drinks in london. For £10 you can get relaxed, for £20 you can get pissed to hell and back!
So I decided to go for double brandy and coke = £2.50. Now that may not seem as much, only like 8 glasses of the drink, but the people at Weatherspoons(The walnut tree is part of a chain of pubs called weatherspoons) decided to pour in 50ml of coke to every shot of brandy.

An unfortunate series of events...

The first thing I remembered from friday nite, was that I walked out of Weatherspoons, angy at someone for saying that OzzY Osbourne sucks balls, so I went back to Zulu's. Met someone there who calls himself 'The Stiaan'. Got home at 01:00(regular public transport in london finishes off at that time) Woke up next to the porcelain throne, moved to my bed, slept some and when I finally woke up someone wrote on my palms the words Thank You. Now at times like these a product called BIOPLUS comes in very handy, so I drank my last bioplus effervescent tablet, and continued the rest of my saturday. Only to find out that the one sick fucker in our house decided that taking pictures of me while I was sleeping next to the throne would be really funny. He was not drunk...

My next post would be something of a history lesson of my doings here in london...

ROCK ON

This is my first time...

Just heard of blogger from Sickhumor and Zenith, and thus came the creation of 'The Ozz...'


I just started a new job here in london, working for the blue team, they basically deliver rental cars. The upsides are: I can see London, I can drive cars, thereby improving my not-so-shit driving skills, did I mention driving cars?

Thats it basically.