South Africa

The last two weeks have been spent in South Africa, with Mother Dearest and The Delightful Brother. Oh god, i've had enough of both of them to last me the next six months. There is only so much nagging, screeching and unnecesary shouting and screaming a girl can take. For instance, Mother Dearest wanted to climb a mountain. She had no map, she assumed it would be a walk in the park, she was total unprepared and ill-equiped and she dragged The Delight and I up there with her. She thought it would take 2h 30min. It took well over 4h. 4 fucking hours on a mountain. And halfway up she wanted to throw some of the water we'd brought with us away as the bag was "too heavy." No fucking map, no fucking idea where she was going, and she dragged us up with her. Poor little Delight started crying because the route she had chosen was so dangerous. There was a sheer drop, 800m down, whilst walking at some places. It was most definately not the pleasentest of experiences.

Excluding being driven mad by Mother Dearest the holiday was quite enjoyable. I got to see some of my cousins, most of whom i'd never really spoken to properly before. There was one i got along particularly well with, R, a girl a bit older than me. We really clicked and got along really very well, and i sort of fancied her just a little bit. Which was weird, i have to admit.

I was sad to leave. Especially as i don't know the next time i'll be out there. Tickets are so expensive that it takes months of saving before you've even got anywhere near enough money to contemplate buying one. Mother Dearest had to take out a loan to pay for the tickets this year.

Whilst out there i realised how much i care about The GF. Towards the end of the two weeks i was in a bad mood without reason. I just kept thinking of being back and then being here, trying to figure which was best and then finally deciding that both options were bad as it meant continuing without the other.

Alas, life is not fair!

I am finally old enough to vote. I've registered and everything. Nothing is going to stop me turning up on 1st May to post my ballot paper. I'll be damned if Boris-motherfucking-Johnson gets in. Ken Livingston being London Mayor has had a positive effect on my life; i now get free bus travel and half price tube travel, without which i would be very much poorer. As an LGBT person, i feel Livingston has gone beyond the bare minimum and truly represented the needs of LGBT people. Funding to gay rights charities has increased, London Pride is now huge with much work and effort put into making it a success, the youth element of London Pride, i feel (as a lesbo youth) is amazing and most definately all encompasing.

Would Johnson do the same?

Well..it seems he's going to abolish the bendy bus. Wow. What a brilliant and life changing idea. What a wanker.