So you are the nut that does nothing?

As a start a new blog entry I am a little cynical and somewhat apprehensive. Why? Oh only because I haven’t posted anything since 2009. PFFFt not that it matters, or does it? Have I done anything to the blog since then? No. Have I opened the page since then? No. Did people read my blog? Uhm how would I know? Anyway if they did they are probably scarred for eternity…

Gone are the days that you have so much time to procrastinate and focus on the “small” things. Yes I am in direct contradiction to one of my earlier blog posts, “Procrastination is not a flaw; it's a gift for those with an open mind. For the liberal mind, those that cannot procrastinate, seldom enjoy the thrill of a deadline, miss out on the small but significant things and become too consumed in their own masquerade”

I still stand by this but how do you deal with doing so much of nothing that it seems like you are too busy? Good question and the answer comes from one of Bikini –Bottoms foremost inhabitants, non other then Patrick Starfish.

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This gives you the illusion that you have accomplished something even if that something is nothing. Right? So am I saying that you should not do anything and then be proud of you achieving nothingness? No I am saying that if you don’t succeed it doesn't mean that you didn't achieve anything, you just learned how not to do it, that’s all. Your way was not the right way and to find your right way you need to just work differently that is all.

I still haven’t explained why I have not updated my blog. Oh that is easy, I have been “too consumed in my own masquerade” to do anything that did not add instant gratification.

OH BUT HAVE I BEEN WRONG. The exhilarating effect of just letting the words jumble out through my fingers and on to the screen is providing me with great satisfaction, even though I assume no one will read this. I think is my brain telling me that the madness is getting a little bit too much to management and it’s time to let it out. So this is my little bit of doing nothing but doing something. Not saving the world, fighting a battle against the Titans or even wasting someone’s time. It’s just a way to say I am procrastinating once more and I like it.

Not making sense? Don’t worry dear; I never make sense, not even to myself…

At least it is a post… DEAL WITH IT.

From the cramped walls of my mind, yet another mindless thought…

Excuse me ma'am, can you help find me?

It's strange how we often feel so lost in a world full of direction. You grow up knowing exactly what you want to do, but as soon as you are doing it, you feel that it's not for you. And the question, "What do you want to do?" always pop up along the way. We sometimes think that we are so lost that we will never be able to find our way.

This is not always the case. We often know exactly where we should be heading but we try to please others around us and conform to norms that we don't feel strongly about. Just to ensure that we do not stand out, because if you stand out it's easier to be victimized. So in actual fact we are not lost, we are confused about who and what we want to be. Are we going to let society dictate where we must go, are we going to allow money to show us the way or are we going to step up onto the platform and let the world know what you know where you are heading and you will follow your dream?

Being lost, is knowing your destination but not the route you are taking to get there. The answer to getting your route is easy; explore all your possible avenues and choose the one that looks the most promising. If that route does not seem right, explore the next best one. It might not always be a smooth ride and you might end up in dodgy alleys or dead ends but if you persevere you will get to your destination eventually.

Friends and family is there to help you. Even if they cannot help, just talking to someone already helps you lift some of the weight from your shoulders. Don’t dwell in your self-pity otherwise you will eventually really get lost…

Keep up the smiles!

From a place I know too well in my mind....Rudolf

NO I'M NOT WASTING TIME!

Procrastination is not a flaw; it's a gift for those with an open mind. For the liberal mind, those that cannot procrastinate, seldom enjoy the thrill of a deadline, miss out on the small but significant things and become too consumed in their own masquerade.

The thing is that most people will probably look at this and vocally challenge what is being said, but deep down they know that it is true. If you do not procrastinate, you get more done yes, BUT when you get more done you will get more to do. This will lead to your life being so busy that you do miss out on things. The things that you think that are important is normally just the things that you think you must have to be happy. Is this a true indication of what we really want in life? Is your career everything? Must your family always come first? Do you really need to lose those 10kgs even if you look like you haven’t eaten anything in two months. I procrastinate because I have missed out on life. Yes one can still be busy, that does not mean that you do not procrastinate. Are you afraid of waking up one day and discovering that you are bored? I know I am, that is why I try to do as much as possible. That still doesn’t mean I’m not procrastinating.

Procrastination is a fine art that we learn in the early stages of our lives. Yes the young ones are the best at procrastination. Why? They want to do what they like doing first! Why do we forget about what we like to do? I am in no way encouraging you to leave everything and do nothing, I am merely encouraging you to make time for yourself.

From the walls of Rudolf’s random mind - The mindless thought

WE NEED THIS NOW MORE THEN EVER!

Sitting here doing what I am best (procrastination), my mind wanders off to a place that it knows too well, “what will happen tomorrow?” It is sad that we do not know what happens next in our life, but isn't that what makes this race we call life so interesting? One seldom not worry about tomorrow, its human nature to think, "Gosh what is next?" or "I hope that tomorrow isn't like today". To get up in the morning seems like such a mission for us, even though we hope that the day will be better. Why are we so reluctant to just stop and enjoy life again? Can we blame information overload, culture of self entitlement or the constant need to be better at everything?

"A positive outlook on life does not happen over night" - YES WE HAVE HEARD THIS BEFORE. It requires a start and not many of us are willing to make that start are we? It's easier to just sit behind an anonymous persona and criticize everything that plays a role in your live. Negativity is a hole that’s so easy to fall in.

With the fast pace that we are going at we tend to miss all the small things that makes life beautiful and deserving of our attention. It’s screaming at us but we are too occupied with insignificant fixations.

I am the last one to criticize society about not living life to enjoy it as I seldom just forget about everything and just go out there and enjoy myself. It’s always this that needs attention or that and everybody around you suffers; you are just too busy to notice this. We all believe that we are the big fish in our pond, sadly many of us will be the only fish in the pond if we keep on letting life go by the way it’s currently doing. We are too afraid that we might miss out on something.

Let’s make a start and for once wake-up and say, “I'm going to embrace this day and live it to its fullest potential!” It’s not an easy task, it’s a daunting task! I believe that if you persevere and just breathe, take a moment and then reply to someone you will be able to defuse a potential frustrating situation easily. Yes we will still have days that we want to scream for an hour continuously but eventually we will step onto a more positive stage and enjoy life!

Give a stranger a smile and keep your smile going!

COFFEE, LAPTOP AND MRS GOSSIP!

I am sitting here in anticipation for the waiter to bring my bottomless coffee; yes I intend to stay here for awhile. There has been a mix up and our waiter is now no longer our waiter.

Ah my coffee has arrived and I stare at the swirling black pit of muck. Pondering on how best to drown myself in my bottomless coffee I come to the realization that the lady next to me is slurping her coffee in the most annoying way possible. Can this get any worse?

I have chosen the best and probably the worst time to come and sit in a coffee shop to ‘relax’ and enjoy a cup of boere troos.

The coffee shop (protecting their name), my current location is turning out to be pack to the masses. I am not the only one who is observing the weird and wonderful people of our very diverse country. Did I mention it is lunchtime? (Yes, kicking myself that I have chosen this place now). The lady across from me is licking her spoon with great expectation... MMM wondering what is going through her mind. Ok ok lets get this back on track.

Just as I thought I would be save and be spared of any children that will disrupt us, she walks in… DUM DUM DUM DUUUM. The peace and quite (which is non-existing in here) is now gone!

Think the waiter wants us to go as he just brought the bill. Think we are making them nervous.

Fashion sense is not a thing that you want me to get started on. I’m not a guru but I don’t get how people can go out of there homes in the morning looking the way they do. They waiter is staring at me as if I’m an escaped convict. She should rather attend to her unattended garden bush hair style of hers. Can it be called a style?

Shame the one waiter is grovelling wonder what he has done wrong. It’s nice to see that I am not the only one that looks ready to drown them in the cup in front of me. I wonder if they are really suicidal or if it is just that that she is really tired or it might just be that she is old and have enough wrinkles to make a world map.

They man next to us is clearly over enthused about something as he is talking animatedly and over articulating his linguistics. The topic is getting a bit heated… Oh they are talking about religion…

Some people at my table must really learn not to speak so loud she is making people stare at us even more.

I love the fact that people start civilized and end up being barbaric. The people at one of the tables started to eat with knives and forks but it seems like they gave it up as a bad job and they are now going back to Neanderthal roots and stuffing their faces using their hands.

I wonder how many people are and have looked at me while I was “minding my own business” and judged me on what I do... Somehow I feel justified and will be ruthless from this point on. (Have I been nice then before this point?) It is strange that one is very judgemental and critical and it seems very negative. But it is an observation… it should be objective but one makes it so subjective.

Here goes coffee number two. Shame the people next to me is still living in the 90’s as they have a blockia. They looked like a very trendy couple but... MAKE UP… sorry the lady has got so much makeup on it looks like she needs to chisel it off in the evening. It looks like her base is polyfiller.

Our waiter is so pretentious. Sorry to say but I can’t remember his name. But I think its got a click to it.

My taste is apparently very different from Simone’s. She thinks a girl in the group that just walked in is gorgeous. I THINK SHE LOOKS LIKE SPRINGBOK obviously without the horns.

Oh here goes the fashion again WHY SHOP WITH YOUR GYM CLOTHES. Shame the poor man next to us might have a speech problem He makes weird sounds. Sounds like a goat. He is complaining about every thing!

More and more people are entering the already filled coffee shop. Oh the business meeting is about to start at table 27. I’m definitely going to eavesdrop on this. Or they are just here to have lunch.

Oh the people that had the bloakia actually have a very high tech phone… my bad. It’s the table next to them that have the primitive technology. Wonder it they know what the wheel is.

The old man that sound like a goat is staring at me...I am freaking out. Just stare at someone else… Now I know how people must feel with me staring at them.

Quick question why do coffee shops have umbrellas in the shop? Are they expecting massive rain or are they expecting, Galileo, the man hanging from the ceiling, will let his bladder get the better of him and shower us with a bout of yellowish rain? They are clearly not superstitious.

Our waiter is referred to as the” Rasta” man... His hair isn’t that bad... can you say lice? Just joking. Someone has stated that now a day you get special shampoo for it. So what happened to the vinegar and beer mixture? Now I know what I am going to get some people for Christmas. NOOO know I see everyone scratching there heads. Have to admit that some of them have got that confused dumbstruck look I normally have in class. Maybe they are thinking... Won’t say what I think during those periods might just offend people. LIKE I CARE!

MY sister has just joined us. Here starts the fun. Well have to go soon so will stop. The stupid goat man is making remarks because my sister got coffee before him. She actually called to order you stupid knob. Just choke on your toast!!!!