What a Year It's Been...

It's good to be home!!!

2012 has been an educational year (and I'm not referring to just academics here). This year saw me being hit with the most blows life has ever thrown at me. I had my heart broken (only for it to be mended again), I had to learn to be strong again, I got my third (and final) tattoo, I learnt that people will let you down but that you need to be the one to pick yourself up, I found out who my true friends are, I realised who I truly am and what I deserve in life, and I learnt that you get many different kinds of love in the world.

Currently I am sitting on my bed, having one of the most relaxing days I have had in a loooooong time! Having been left home alone, I have thoroughly abused the remote control and raided DSTV like a nerd raids a comic book store!

In about a week and a half I will be flying to Jozi (can I get a wa-waaaat) and will be spending ten days with Devin (the love of my life). The two of us will have a house to ourselves and can finally get some good quality time together. I am beyond excited!! I have also convinced him to join my family on Christmas day. It'll be nice to have him as a part of a big family occasion. :)

Right, well that's all for now. Will keep you posted on the (not so) exciting times in Pennington! :P

Where did time go?

Tomorrow afternoon, I am flying to Johannesburg for one of my good friends' 21st birthday celebrations. The following week see's me celebrating my best friends 21st birthday. And all of a sudden it hit me.....Where the hell did time go? I know I'm about to sound like a knobbly-kneed, hunchbacked, crackly voiced old lady, but: It seems only yesterday I was meeting Georgina (my best friend/sister). I swear it was only the other day that I started matric! And now......now I am in my final year of my degree, about to turn 21 and soon to start my career.....Eish!! Time needs to slow down a bit.


The point of this bloggity post is to just share with you how I've grown. Cos that's what I was noticing as I had my flashback down memory lane... I have grown. And still have loads more growing to do


Back in 2008: (such a kid still)

And 2012: (now just a bigger kid)

Some memories never fade...

Hi, my name is Candice, and I am a photograph junkie! But let me clarify: I don't necessarily like taking photo's (that's a skill I don't own), but I love flicking through albums and looking at photo's. I have spent many hours pouring over old family albums, and I never get tired of seeing the same photographs. 

There's a kind of magic within a black-and-white photo, showing how your parents looked when they were babies. The best is looking at how older family members looked when they were your age - with the same care-free smiles you wear. Even though the person in the photo may have changed, the beautiful thing is that the photo will always be the same, and it will always hold those beautiful moments and memories.

One of my favourite websites is: dearphotograph.com. People send in photo's and comments/quirks about one of their favourite photo's and I could easily spend hours on this page. Some of the stories and memories are beautiful to read and it makes you cherish your memories with your loved ones.

If I could, I would send them this picture with the following caption:

"My mother is the strongest person I know, and my older brother always has a kind word to give. They are the people that inspire me. I wish I could have gotten to know my gran better, as she gave me the wonderful mother I have today."

Photo's never grow old! Hmmm, I think it's time I cracked open those albums again....

Decisions Decisions

Today I was having a lovely little flashback to my matric year. And I couldn't help  but laugh. Back in high school, I changed career choices almost every month. I had no idea what I wanted to do for the rest of my life.... I still don't.


But I had a good chuckle at the range of different careers. From journalism, to speech-therapy, to teaching, to psychology, to nursing, to dancing... I wanted to do so many things. I don't mean to sound big-headed, but I knew I would be good at any one I chose. 


So recently...I have been thinking about nursing. I never had any inclination to become a doctor, but an E.R nurse, or a theatre nurse was something I wanted to do. However when applying, I wasn't able to because I hadn't done science or biology in school. However, I have been thinking that maybe, after receiving a degree in psychology, maybe they would be willing to allow me to study....However it is a 4 year degree and I have no idea how I would be able to fund it.... But knowing me, I'll change my mind again in a few days. I just always wanted to work in a hospital or clinic. That was always something I wanted to do....

Here Comes The Bride

I love beautiful things. This ranges from home decor to cars. Recently, I have been watching too many wedding programme's (which worries my boyfriend a bit), and today I spent at least an hour looking up different wedding dresses.


I have always loved wedding dresses. As a little girl, I remember designing the dress I was supposedly going to walk down the aisle in. Cute, I know...
But recently, I have been wondering if I will ever walk down the aisle. You see, as a high school student, you kinda plan out life. For e.g., my plan went like this:
Get a job, and live, in Cape Town. Work as a teacher before going on to study post-grad Psychology, then become a world changing Neuro-Psychologist. Find a guy and be married by 28....


I find it funny how I was convinced that by 28 I would be married. By that age I would have been with this amazing guy long enough to be married to him. It's funny how reality hits when you leave high school. =D And the great thing about life is that, you just don't know.


Anyhoo, moving along, the point of this post was just to share some of the beautiful dresses I found. If I ever get to walk down the aisle (and please Lord may I be blessed enough to), these are possible dresses I would love to be wearing:

When it's just a crying month...

Some months I get angry....
Some months I get irritable...
Some months I get sensitive...
This month? This month is a crying month....

I recently went for a big operation on my knee and am now in a brace and using a crutch. I have never felt so useless and I can hardly walk. I am completely reliant on this huge brace.

And all for what?

To play netball again. To go running again.

However the damage to my knee over the past 2 years has been quite extensive, and I am never allowed to play netball again. Or do road running.... or any of the other sports or activities I used to do. And this makes me feel like I wasted my time and should have just gone without surgery. I was coping fine without it. And now I am constantly in pain, walking uncomfortably and doing physio for the next 9 months.

So yes, this month, is a crying month...

The most beautiful sport in the world:

Lets see your Jazz hands!

Last night I watched: Burlesque, and I fell in love. The bright lights, feathers, dancing, fishnets, high heels, and lipstick appeal to me more than you could ever think. I always had a secret dream to be a performer. To dance, sing, and perform with bright lights and an audience begging you for more gives me goosebumps!


"Its a life, its a style, its a passion, its Burlesque"