Wednesday, 29 January 2014

Back to School Outfits

back to school outfits

If I was the mean black cheerleader and/or the manic pixie doll who changes your life in ninety-six minute American teen film, this is what I would wear on the first three days of school.
Also, if I was mean black cheerleader and/or manic pixie doll who changes your life, I'd have really witty comebacks and a fresh-to-death weave that I would flip whenever I'd hit you with one of my stellar quips. I'd spend all my time at the mall in Topshop and River Island, artsy cafes downtown where Indie guys do spoken word and all my boyfriends will have had played all state basketball. I wouldn't fucks with no B-team.

In my next life I have to be mean black cheerleader.

back to school outfit


back to school outfits


flared shorts



Forever,
Khenzo xx

Saturday, 25 January 2014

[Travel] This was camp.

Here's a great idea: in the first full week of the school year, let's send all the confused boys and girls still trying to adjust to waking up to dark skies and sleeping before midnight and homework every damn day to camp. What's better than "hey, you're back at school, assholes, now let's send you on a week of semi-vacation"?

This past week we went to the Drakkensburg, in freakin' all-my-life-I've-had-to-struggle humidity of Kwa-Zulu-Natal, to do canopy tours, absailing, that foefie slide thing, paintballing and have our spines put out of alignment.
It was great because I did things like ride wires through the jungles, bond with my classmates, pretend to be deployed in Iraq, build rafts and have moments of strange magic looking at the stars you never see in the city and dancing around a campfire with your friends to One Republic songs.
It sucked because we all lived on top of each other, pretended to be deployed in Iraq (during paintball I got shot in the back, forehead and both thighs - thanks, friends), slept on mattresses taken from the set of The Flintstones and do an eight kilometer hike.
Obviously I didn't get the memo about looking cute on camp or perhaps the Universe got it lost in the mail so that I wouldn't attempt and fail.
It was Shannon's birthday on Wednesday and her mom packed the cutest sash for her and she got this amazing tiara from Kaitlyn. Here she is looking for signal because we never got any 3G out there.
I wish I could say this last one was planned but, alas, no, my friends are just some strange (often) angry people.


Oh, there was a heated pool and giant slide. That was good too.
 I am pig. This was only day one when I was looking for my bathing suit.


Kooky times in the dorms.
And that was camp.
I apologise for all the photos since most of them have nothing to do with anything in my blog land but, eh, it's my party, I can cry if I want to.

Forever
Khenzo xx
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