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Impacting Journalism?

Published
by
Randi
on February 3, 2008
in Blogging and Website
. 5 Comments

I was having a look at my website statistics and noticed a new incoming link from The Vestige. This a blog where the author, Charles Bice-Bey discusses the impact of blogs on journalism.

Charles must have been bumped on the head the other day which must have caused him to totally forget about that blog he was going to write about when he decided to write about my blog instead and wrote:

Strange, I feel as if there is some sort of feeling of being entertained as if I am watching TV or better yet a juicy tabloid. She is not famous but just think of the possibilities.

Possibilities of me being famous? Hey, one may not ever know what may happen in the future…

Charles also states that he finds it interesting that my blog invokes various feelings from many people.

I find this somewhat interesting myself because I don’t even now 99% of my readers and they do not really know me… They only know what they have read and seen. Yet many of them would send me their thoughts and opinions via an email, instant messaging or a comment on a relative blog post about what I have done online, what I had written about, or whatever else I had posted on my blog and website. Most have good things to say and others do not have anything nice to say at all, let’s just say that I’ve had my share of “Hate mail” throughout the years of having a public online presence…

I plan to write a post that will involve the subject of receiving “Hate mail” and the actions that some take towards this type of feedback. It is a funny yet annoying topic for me but I really feel like typing out and posting my thoughts about it and the drama I’ve witnessed that goes with those who react in certain ways to their “Hate mail”. All in all; I just don’t get it!

I enjoy getting feedback about anything in regards to my blog and website, whether it be good or not. And I encourage those reading this to send me their thoughts and opinions about my website.

My eyes can barely stay open and thoughts are running through my mind. Thoughts about my life and what may become of it or are they thoughts of how I would like my life to be in the future? I don’t know. But what I do know is that my life has changed and that it won’t stop changing even in the slightest way.

What the fuck am I on about?! I’m half asleep and don’t even know what I am writing right about now, or do I? Fuck knows.

It’s Over

Published
by
Randi
on January 30, 2008
in Life
. 5 Comments

Victor and I are over. Even though I didn’t want to end it, I had to. I had lost all trust in him. I had read evidence of his “foul play” and he denied that it was of his doing when I had confronted him about it. He convinced me that, “Nothing was going on” and I let it go, until I read more evidence of a couple more “incidents” and yet again he would deny it when confronted about it.

I couldn’t live with it anymore but I didn’t want to end it completely with him. I hate being lied to. I didn’t know what to do…

So with my uncertainty and my brainwashing by others in my life… I was taken over to Victor’s place, last night by my brother to collect my last bit of belongings that were still in the apartment. And I had to tell him that our relationship was over.

I didn’t want to end it but I had to do so, “Or else…”

Fuck You, Mr & Mrs K!

Published
by
Randi
on January 14, 2008
in Love
. 12 Comments

Victor left for Welkom early on Christmas day as his father wanted him there because his mother was ill. He came back to Krugersdorp on January 2nd.

I wasn’t able to get a hold of Victor on his mobile phone most of the days while he was in Welkom, I only spoke to him briefly a few times when I was able to get through to him on his mobile phone.

I would call his parents’ house and ask to speak with him as I wasn’t able to when calling his mobile phone. His father would tell me that Victor was either in town, with his friend, Riaan or that “He was not there”. So I would ask Victor’s father if he could tell Victor to call me back. I called on New Year’s Eve to wish Victor a happy new year and I was told by his father that Victor was at a party at his old high school. And one time I called and I could hear Victor in the background speaking with his mother… So I thought that he was busy and once again asked to have Victor call me back.

Victor never called me back.

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