My mistake.

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It takes courage to say you’re sorry. I’ve learned that the longer you wait  to apologise, the more difficult it becomes, and then one day it’s just impossible. Mostly because it will have become irrelevant. What ever you did no longer matters to the wronged party. Ironically, by that time, right or not, you kinda lose the argument by default. Because your “opponent” has moved on from what you still mean to make right. The sooner you begin to fix what broke, the quicker you can leave it behind you.

Very often adults/teachers/lecturers won’t admit to kids/students when they’re wrong. Google will expose you before you have time to edit the Wikipedia page. You lose your reliability as well as the student’s respect and trust. It tells a student the little bit of authority you have is more important than your responsibility to actually teach the truth. They realise that you would rather compromise their education than your ego. Would you pay any attention to someone like that?

Braaf wees.

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Moet myself al vroeg more sielkundig begin voorberei vir die ontmoeting met my aardsvyand later vanmiddag … afspraak met Die Tandarts.

And back.

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And I brought a few monsters back with me.

Quote by the Marquis de Sade. I first heard it in the film Quills, which I highly recommend if you’re starved for something to watch.

Ride or die.

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I’m going on an adventure with my A level students this weekend ^_^ And when I say ‘ride or die’ I really mean ‘raft or die’ … okay, I might actually just die. But I’m excited!

Cause Imma ride or die
Whether you fail or fly

 

Pickling.

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I like her outlook, I’m still meditating on the pickling, but I believe she has a very valid point overall. Just something to keep in mind on your Sunday afternoon ^_^

Said George Bernard Shaw.

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“Liquor is the chloroform which enables the poor man to endure the painful operation of living.”

– George Bernard Shaw

Spider season.

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It’s the day before Halloween! So I thought it apt to discuss one of my many phobias. While others are rejoicing about the recent rain, I’ve been staring at the windows with the Doom can clinking in my trembling hands. After the first serious storm all the creepy crawlies wake up and decide to visit the inside of your pillowcase. I’m constantly on edge. Not even a dust bunny escapes my super tuned reflexes. If it moves, I kill it. I can’t be friends with people who “catch and release” spiders, that fucker knows where I live now?! Kill it with fire, sage the space, say a holy incantation, touch a button, turn anti-clockwise twice and jump on the ashes 6 times, that’s the only way you get rid of a spider.

Voodoo Wednesday.

VOODOODOLL

Wednesdays are by far my least favourite day. But on the bright side, it’s only two more days til Halloween! So in the spirit of the holiday I’ve drawn a little voodoo doll you can print out and have fun with. We all have someone that digs at us, take this opportunity to channel all that resentment and anger and give them acne. Or hemorrhoids? Or Herpes? Or Blue Waffle? Or Ebola… It might be a good idea to get rid of your masterpiece afterwards though. That shit’s evidence.

Or alternatively draw a friend surrounded by well wishes! Some money, bitches, burgers and beer… or whatever floats your boat. And give it to them as a pre-Halloween gift. Or print them out and use them as placeholders/name tags at your Halloween party.