Signs for a modern women

design project day 2

It more like week3 day 2 , but I have barely started. No complaints thought because I think I'm on a buzz and I might just be able to use this "new energy " positively.

But really , i don believe that I have a cooking clue whats up ...I hope that if i do some stuff n giv it 2 a frend to read it will make more sense to her than to me ...right now i feel enthusiaitic but overwhelmed(is that even possible?)

anyway I hope things are better 2mrw.

the rest of the exciting week in cape town

This is the lobby of our haven after hours of work, research and glimpses at the prospects ahead in the careers ahead of us. It was well worth it. Even though Nadia and the team scheduled an average of three hours of sleep every night for us mere muggles; breakfast always made up for it! [see Cape Town Lodge website for more of their pics]

Did I mention food , boy were we spoiled ! There was always soooo much to eat ... and sooooooooo yummy...check out these pics


Waiting for food ... we had no idea what was coming

Okay so I have gained a couple of kilo's...but what could I do , the food was soo good :-)


The technical project surrounded "the mystery of the blackouts"...so we visited the Koeberg nuclear power station
heres a bunch of activities that made us all laugh-out-loud in the true meanng of it but also got the creative juices going...

The gala dinner scared the zombie out of all the delegates . Do they look great or what ?




oh dear ... there was the shocking realisation that we had to leave

SAWomEng Conference

60 of South Africa's top female engineers in Khayalitsha on the first day of the SAWomEng Conerence , 2008



These may look like terrorrists but they're actually the winners of the team building (flesh bruising ) exercise that the young ladies played. The ReD team have been named as the most brutal and no other paintball team could have cheated their way so well into victory (and yes I do still hold a grudge to that red barbarian that gave me a rather strange and incredibly painful red ring on my ring finger ! huh...i'll get you back!)

these two pics are complements of the conference photographer :
Astrid Stark
Writer/Photographer
Cape Town
www.capetownbites.blogspot.com

half a week later coz every day is a day that ur loved:-)

My dear friend Tarryn August

It’s with immense shock and grief that I write this letter. The loss of a loved one is always difficult to accept and so our prayers are with you and your family in this trying time. I too will all miss Tarryn dearly.

I think I’ll probably remember Tarryn as a bit of a drama queen, who absorbed the blandness of words and added flavour to it with her outstanding expression and bold delivery. She was definitely the most confident person that I had ever met and the livewire of our clique. Her charm not unappreciated though and everyone who knew her acknowledged her presence and her passion for life

When times where tough, Tarryn was always the first with a solution, she was always an optimist and a natural born leader.

I don’t want to say that I have lost a friend, because from that year when we started studying together, I gained a friend. One who lives in my heart through everything that she taught me, all the mischief we got up to, all the laughs we shared and all the tears we wept together. That friendship can never be lost, replaced or stolen.

For those five years that we schooled together not one moment was uneventful with Tarryn around My memories of her probably start from day one, I think I remember feeling as though I was probably not meant to be in that school because the girl that was addressing the class spoke such impeccable English and I definitely could not compare. But despite her obvious intelligence she was a humble person. .

I learnt a lot from her .I learnt about intelligence and respect, I learnt about dedication and honour and belief in oneself. But most of all I learnt about love through our friendship. I think it is through Tarryn that I learnt to be assertive, confident and to be the best that I can be.

She will always be with us, through the little things that she has etched into our characters and the big things that she has done to change our lives. I hope and pray that you find solace in knowing that she touched the hearts of many and that memories of her will always serve as a reminder of the kind of persons we should strive to be.

Assertiveness without aggressiveness

That's 1 of my hardest lessons, but I suppose 1 i'll have to keep reminding myself about.I wonder if perhaps i'm the only 1 that gets into messy situations where i just have to say my 2 cents worth or the world seems like it will come to an end.

Well i did that;enough times -but this time it came out harsh , unforgiving , mean and aggressive .I totally lost the plot, got fluffy(emotional to the point of mushy disorientation) and sobbed.Then i let anger , disapproval , distrust and maybe other things express themselves ...

all i wanted to do was make my point known.Now its known alright but as far as every1 is concerned , its not worth listening to a ravin lunatic;so they betta move on b4 she starts all over again:-(

So anyway the point is try to be assertive without being aggressive.If u have a valid point to make , no1 wants to be confronted by a loony bin that seems to have a personal vendetta against the world. Jus say wat needs to be sed, wen it needs 2 b sed.It'll probably b best.