ZanyLady

Wednesday, 11 November 2015

Stare down

Are you afraid of your truth?
God knows, I am.

I am terrified of being locked in a room with myself.
Soul exposed after it erupted from my physical being
Tears being the opened latch.
I cannot stand the thought of my soul staring me down,
Reading to me bits of myself.
Truths I dare not confront.
But the voice from my soul elevates and reverberates,
Bouncing off the walls - the boundaries and limits I set.
It's reading to me stuff that I have dealt with before

Listen, child

Greatness was caged by her.
She did that.
She had a longing within,
A fierceness waiting to be set free
But she fought back that "demon" with it's multiple heads.

Insecurities

She did that to herself
She fought a losing battle against herself and now that she's confronted with the truth
She's blinded by the starry galaxy from pinching her eyes closed tight

Be bright, baby. Be free

And there she lay defeated.
There was no fight within her anymore,
It has been set free.

I lay.
Defeated by my own truth.

- Chevon Booysen

Friday, 17 January 2014

Done and dusted

So my first proper working week (as a journo) has officially come and gone.

Like many first-time mothers would say: Nothing could have prepared me for it. Why do I use the first-time mothers phrase? Because in a sense, I have now "birthed" my new career. From here on out it's going to be a mix of first-time everything's. I will now invest time, sweat, tears and (God forbid) blood into this new avenue of my life.

It's been a very challenging first week as I had to get used to a whole new world of things which I had to learn very quickly. Bless the cotton socks and patience of my new colleagues who have been amazing in helping me settle in.

During this first week I have been criticized,if only to help me better myself and taken under the wings of many. Back to school photographs, familiarizing myself with suburbs I have never trod before, deadline day, sleepless nights and getting 1000 likes on a website story has been order of the week. And after doubting myself and wondering if I could actually do this...I LOVED IT! Nothing gives me greater satisfaction than proving myself wrong.

I now know what it feels like to live a dream, to take steps to fulfill a dream and create bigger ones as I go along.

And then there's this...

Eternally grateful!

It's been an amazing week :)

Friday, 10 January 2014

New year brings a fresh outlook

*deep breath*

So! It's been two weeks into the new year already and all I can say is wow!
Everyday since the beginning of this year has been a hive of activity and in the midst of it all I also got to start my new job as an intern at a media company *insert whoop whoop and yay's over here*

I am definitely geared up for 2014 and ready to tackle all challenges head on. I know that everything that's happening now is a result of a hard work and to continue in that fashion, will be the plan of action for this year.

I have decided to add a new project to my already (gratefully so) overflowing plate and have decided to give the photography stint a go in a more professional sense. Recently, I've done a few photo shoots and will be sharing my pictures here shortly and hopefully this will grow into something substantial :)

But for the most part, I just came over to greet the new year and hopefully this blog will see more of me this year *holding thumbs*

Here's to 2014 and making something of already-planted-seeds
Cheers

Thursday, 1 August 2013

Remain true to You

"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else, means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting" E.E. Cummings

Remaining true to who you are is often a battle many perceive as hopeless due to influences and opinions formed by people who actually have no idea of the demons you face.

Trying to be as original and unique as you could ever be is a tough battle. Peer pressure, media and often family are your enemies when you are faced with this “dilemma”.

Being original and unique becomes a problem because other people are not strong enough to accept who you are. They cannot handle a being that is equal to them in flesh but stronger than them in spirit. So they make you feel as if you’re the one with the flaws. They make you believe that you’re fighting a meaningless battle when all you are doing is not conforming to the way that they are used to doing, saying or seeing things.

You become the fault when you’re original. That’s what they say. That’s what they believe.

I know different.

Make that conscientious decision today to speak up when there is something you do not agree with and stop fearing that “they” will pull a muff over your mouth because what you’re saying “does not make sense” or is “stupid”.

This reminds me of another quote that I heard at a hip hop production recently. The production handled issues on how you can and should discover yourself by familiarising yourself with your history:

“Nothing (and nobody) can fill the fill the void of self-love. You cannot love yourself if you do not know who you are”.

Be careful of the voices you believe.

Monday, 16 April 2012

Saldanha drag video's

As we all know, actions speak louder than words...and in that way, I think i would have failed in my attempt to tell you about the car performances on the day. Seeing is believing and with that you can indulge on the below vid's of the drag racing. Great montage of pictures to give a good idea of what was on display :) Enjoy! Cheerz Zany

Monday, 9 April 2012

Saldanha Easter Drags

So it was all systems go on Friday afternoon as we got ready for our (short) roadtrip to Saldanha. Placed just 2hours outside of Cape Town. However, it took us (myself, Leah* and Ivan*) just to about 3hours to get there J

All set and ready to leave home at 14H00, we first stop at the shop to get the last few necessities. As we roam around the aisles, Ivan remembers that the portable braai I bought especially for the occasion has no utensils packed for the actual braaiing! We trek back to my place to pick up the braai “equipment” and some fine music *wink*.

Finally, we get on our way. GPS’s are activated and we hit the long straight road which is the N7.

Good laughs and memories were shared among ourselves. Looking at the nothingness of the fields and seeing odd “wildlife” (tortoise) along the way.

We finally got welcomed by the board of Saldanha “Welcome to Saldanha/ Welkom in Saldanha”. Then it was my turn to direct to the venue where the drags will be hosted. Hold onto your seats.

Having directed a wrong turn I found myself playing hot and cold…”this place doesn’t look familiar. This place looks familiar”. It continued like that for about half an hour before we decided to ask the securities of a huge establishment to direct us. Fat load that helped! We lost him at the 3^rd left in his explanation.

We got to a petrol station where Ivan asked the guy in the next car if he knew where the place was. Negative. We got directed to a club…in the middle of the day! Really?! Does nobody in this town know the landmarks? I know you’re wondering what happened to the GPS. It also did not know what we were looking for.

Finally we got to a petrol station where the petrol jockey directed us correctly and successfully.

We got to the place and stood in a line due to the gates not having opened yet. Eventually we got in and all seemed worth it J found a place right next to the fence so that we could easily watch the event from the boot of Leah’s Yaris. Ivan tried to braai. Fail. Our neighbouring spectators lent a helping hand and we had the best meal that evening.

We camped out in the car all night and intermittently got shows from guys revving the ish out of their cars just to show off who’s made the most noise. I loved that.

We woke up to wet ground outside, threatening to cancel the days events. But thanks to Leah, we were sent a weather report earlier in the week to say that there would be showers but would clear up by the afternoon. And whaddayaknow?! No rain the afternoon and everything went ahead as planned. The drag cars had to dry the strip by speeding up and down the track...much to the crowds pleasure.

We left at just after 14H00 Saturday afternoon and Leah was so inspired by the fast cars that she clocked her little 1.3 up to 191/kph. I know, WOW!

My favourite car of the day?! Tough question but it would have to be the turbocharged Ford Escort J made my heart melt.Then the Chevvy Lumina SS. Then the yellow BMW 325is

Here are my pictures. Enjoy