In a few weeks, I’ll be turning 26, and I guess I’m trying to rationalise a milestone in my life and make it seem more momentous than it really is. Here are 25 things that I wish I knew before I turned 25 and things I just figured were worth making sense of at 25!
1. Realise who you are and who you want to be before you have a moral dilemma that turns into a quarter life crisis
Last night’s Springbok performance at the 2015 Rugby World Cup against Japan not only shocked a nation, it shocked the world. Labelled as “The Biggest Upset in Rugby History”, the Springboks faced the height of embarrassment with a final score of 32 – 34 in favour of Japan. Obvs!
We have all just witnessed THE greatest upset in Rugby World Cup history #RSAvJPN #RWC2015 #unbelievable pic.twitter.com/qqcutEuhM0
— Rugby World Cup (@rugbyworldcup) September 19, 2015
The #RWC2015 is already rolling with a completely underwhelming Opening Ceremony in London. A bunch of dirty men taking a part a giant inflatable rugby ball, a dude that I’m pretty sure wasn’t saying much of relevance and this all only took place in a space of 20 minutes. What’s up with that?
No. Just kidding. It’s the English in drag. #RWC2015
— Kirsty Ballard (@KBellSays) September 18, 2015
Hey Flashers!
I’ve just got back from a once in a lifetime trip to New York City! Home of the Empire State, Central Park, Queen B and Jay-Z (Who by the way was not lying when he said these streets would inspire you!).
Initially I was on business with my clients, performing a specific role on behalf of their brand but after a few hours I sort of decided that I could totally get the best of both worlds… Because why not? A little work and a whole lot of play. It’s NYC bro!
Here were my Top 10 favourite things to do:
I still remember my parents rewarding me with a cellphone at the tender stupid age of 10 with a Nokia 5190 hand-me-down. I was so stoked to just be able to play Snake, not use the tiki-box for reverse calls and be able to send long-winded emoticon ASCii SMS’s to my friends. It was totally all the rage… It didn’t take long for me to switch to a Nokia 3310, have all the latest monotone ringtones and master the art of feeding a Snake large enough to fill up the small matchbox sized screen.
I’ve only been back at work for the last two weeks, and as much as they had tried to convince me with, “It’ll be fine, you’ll ease back into it”, I was sceptical.
The first two week’s have hit me hard. Much like Sharapova being bull-dozed by Williams, the month has slammed me in the face six-love. I’m currently working on the biggest campaign of my very short-lived career in the social media game that has earned me a seat to Australia for the Cricket World Cup. There are days when I think, “Kirst, you got this shit!” and the others that have me thinking, “Holy Fucking Mother of Pearl! What have you done to get yourself into this? You’re in deep shit!”. Most of the time it’s the last option that finds itself on repeat. I keep reminding myself that the time spent trying to make this happen is totally worth the hours, the stress and the almost free-flowing spout of tears that turn into uncontrollable laughter.
It’s not as rude as it sounds. I’m not making a mockery of it either. In fact, I’ve been looking forward to going to Stonehenge ever since I was a kid. I feel like it was a massive let down though when we first arrived. We were drenched in rain, I was massively ill and my parents were driving me insane.
Hello London!
It’s been a while, and I’m really sorry for being a shit blogger. I’ll be better in 2015 – at least that is what I keep telling myself every year.
It’s been a fast-paced year, the kind that hasn’t stopped or slowed down. Many things have happened in the year but I feel like this year has possibly been the most challenging, exhausting, and emotionally taxing, but with all those things it has been the most rewarding. I’ve met some great people, I’ve said goodbye to others, I’ve dealt with loss, and in the chaos of it all, I have also had the chance to get to know myself a little better. What I can deal with, that it’s okay to say no, it’s okay to not go, it’s okay to stay in and be a granny but it’s also okay to go out and remember that I’m only twenty-four and that I don’t need to be responsible ALL the time. Just majority of the time.
When I was a kid, ‘Hook’ was possibly one of my favourite films. The Peter Pan story in general, was always a favourite in any case.
When I heard the news about Robin Williams, it had really upset me. I remember my mum having a proper tissue blow-out over Princess Diana, and in some ways, this was my version. Robin Williams, for many 90s kids was a hero. We grew up with him. I love film, and for me, majority of my favourite films had Williams’ in them, from Good Morning Vietnam, Aladdin, Dead Poets Society, Patch Adams, Bicentennial Man, Flubber, Jack, the list goes on…
This is both honest, and hilarious. Do yourself a favour and a have a read if you’re London bound.
Two years ago, seemingly on a whim, I dropped everything, packed my bags, said goodbye Jozi and set sail for London. With my head filled with images of double-decker busses, red phone boxes, foggy cobbled streets and Big Ben, I had my whole life ahead of me, the whole world waiting for me. Arriving here, London even played along with the illusion for the first few weeks (very nice of it), but then the “Holy shit! I’m here!” novelty wore off pretty quick. At this point I came to realise how underprepared I was for this mad city. For us South Africans, London comes as a massive culture shock, and often our expectations are a little out of sync with the reality of the place. But, not worry, having reached the significant 2 year mark in London myself, I feel equipped to hit you up with some A-grade tips to…
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