This Weekend I...

... visited friends in Wellington and partied in Stellenbosch. It's nice to get away from the bright lights of the City and surround myself with a different scenery. Two things I did this weekend - and those who know me will probably laugh - which were completely out of my comfort zone, and simply because I'm one fussy chick, were staying on a farm and going to a 'lang-arm' place. What's so odd about this? Well, I love these two things as much as I love public bathrooms and camping in a tent. It's just not how I roll. The whole 'farm thing' was, erm, bearable, because I love animals, but who would've thought that chickens and cows can be so noisy. And then I'm not even going to elaborate on the smells, flies, muddy pot holes and hayfever. Yes, I'm a 'typical girl from the City'. Thank you for that one.

After the torture at this 'lang-arm' place, I was relieved when we could go dancing in Stellenbosch Saturday evening. It was nice to dance to 'real' music again and mingle with fashion-forward people. I even bumped into friends and made new ones.

It's almost impossible to just get a nice picture-perfect normal picture with the boyfriend.

Then we took to the stage for some serious dancing and that's where we stayed for the remainder of the night. The DJ was awesome!

This weekend made me realise, yet again, that it doesn't matter where you are in the world, but if you're with a fun crowd and great people, you'll have fun. No matter what. Yes, even on a farm.

Aargh, counting down the days till Friday. Man, I sometimes feel like I'm living for weekends only. Ooh and pay days.

J
(Images: writer's own)

I'm young, single and I LOVE to mingle!

As I'm approaching the end of Stage 2, I'm starting to get over the whole break-up and heart-break and decided it was time I go out and let my hair down. Which is exactly what I did this last couple of days.

Allow me to share some party pics with you. Some sober. Some completely, er, not.

Pouting. Blame it on the a-a-alcohol.

Girls' nights really cheer me up!

More girls. More pouting. Hey, is that some gay-action in the background?

Pictured here with an old school friend of mine, Johlene.

Hanging out with my sister

The little black dress - essential in every girl's cupboard!

Me with my sister again.

Who knew that girls could have so much fun in the bathroom...

Here with two of my best friends, Esme (left) & Kellly (middle)

I have come to the conclusion that partying is great therapy, so I shall go for this therapy from now on. Regularly. If you've just come out of a relationship and are really struggling to deal with it all, get your ass out of the house and go out. Party, dance, dress-up, catch-up and mingle. It worked for me.

Jemma

(Images: writer's own)