Scoot on ~ reunions

There’s something about seeing people that you haven’t seen in a long time.

I generally get attacked by nostalgia when I’m least expecting it, and it gets me subtweeting and drinking copious amounts of tea and eating all of the noodles in my house. I’m not extremely fond of it, but I don’t entirely regret or hate it. Simply because reliving memories can be wonderful. It can be so lovely to remember the things that once made you smile, laugh, cry and almost run naked in the street – the usual.

Anyway, today I met with my class from my old school. I’d been in that class since 2012 until June this year when I moved schools, and not much has changed. Except the dynamics. Today there was so much love, and food and chocolate milkshakes and joking. I met up with people who had survived exams, just like me (kind of, I’ve still got two to go). I took bad selfies with good looking boys (because they’re the only kind I can pull off) and I got a Christmas present from two lovely girls-one who I’ve become extremely close to this year through failed maths tests and direct messages on instagram.

I’m so glad that I went. I took matching selfies with a girl who I kind of lost touch with – remember Jess? We kind of call ourselves “lovers rekindling an old flame”. Let it be. I also took selfies with her boyfriend who was really polite this time (thank you Seth 🙂 ) and they were quite funny.

I told jokes and we all laughed, and I had a grand time. And I thought for a moment, that maybe 2014 hasn’t been so bad. Dwelling on those thoughts made me think of the bad, though, so I stopped. I think that we’ve all come a long way, from counting down to 2014 with then-boyfriends and making promises to ourselves that the universe just didn’t let us keep. Some dangerous nights and lovely days later, we find ourselves here: five Fridays from 2015.

Here are some things that made me happy about this reunion – the first, and hopefully not last I’ve been to.

This is me and Jess. She's very beautiful and intelligent and great.

This is me and Jess. She’s very beautiful and intelligent and great.

THIS IS REBECCA SHE IS THE COOLEST AND LIVES DOWN THE ROAD FROM ME AND LENT THE ENTIRE HARRY POTTER BOXSET TO ME PLUS SHE LOVES CATS

THIS IS REBECCA SHE IS THE COOLEST AND LIVES DOWN THE ROAD FROM ME AND LENT THE ENTIRE HARRY POTTER BOXSET TO ME PLUS SHE LOVES CATS

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This is Annemieke, my maths buddy. LOVE.

This is Annemieke, my maths buddy. LOVE.

Luca = attractive. Me= hfsgj

Luca = attractive.
Me= hfsgj

This is Seth and I :)

This is Seth and I 🙂

IT WAS A STACHE BASH

IT WAS A STACHE BASH

This is it. The end. Happy and eyebrowed.

This is it. The end. Happy and eyebrowed.

I’m filming for most of tomorrow! Hopefully, by Monday, there will be moving pictures of me on YouTube. Thank you for all of your continuous love and support.

Love and affection,

Shalom x

Scoot on ~ 100 happy days

Hi friends! So it is currently 3:56 AM and I am drastically unprepared for my history test that is happening in +- 6 hours but I’m also feeling really sick so there’s that too.

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Anyway, I wanted to ask you all about something: this 100 happy days challenge. The question, and challenge in itself is as simple as it makes itself out to be: can you be happy for 100 days?

I met a beautiful girl named Mia at a band’s gig thing a couple of weeks ago, and she just finished the challenge. I was pretty damn jealous THE ENTIRE TIME. Not because she was happy, but probably because I couldn’t see myself that happy. Check out her instagram here.

MUCH LESS FOR A FULL ONE HUNDRED MOTHER TRUCKING DAYS

So I’m officially taking on this challenge. I won’t lie to you, I have dark days. DARK ASS DAYS. Though most of them pass, some linger and there’s not much to be done about them. These next 100  days? There’s a start.

So, I’ll be tracking my progress on Instagram (see right panel) with MY OWN HASHTAG WHICH MAKES ME VERY EXCITED – probably #happyscoot or #scootishappy or #shalomishappy or #happyshalom – and you can all see either how badly I flop at this, or how okay I am in 100 days time.

Happy days for the win.

PS HERE IN SOUTH AFRICA IT IS HOT WATER BOTTLE SEASON AND I AM LOVING THIS.

-Scoot xxx