Yesterday afternoon I went out to the mall to meet up with Victor, an online friend. As usual I was at home with nothing to do and Victor said that he wanted to meet me and would not mind coming over to this side to do so. We met up at Key West and spent our time conversing and got to know each other a little…

He is a Goth… Whom I find very intriguing, it really is not something that bothers me and I find it quite enticing for some reason unknown to me, yet… He has such gorgeous eyes, from a blood brown center flowering into a hazel green. He is nothing as I thought he would be. He is comfortable to be around and he has a great personality.

Not all Goths are what society makes them out to be. Not all Goths are Satanist, Goths do not “worship” Marilyn Manson and Goths are not “evil”… There are many myths and misconceptions surrounding the Gothic subculture. Goths are frowned upon by those who are close-minded and uneducated about the subculture. Many people just go with what they have been told and think without really knowing the facts which is a shame, I think…

My desktop set had been delivered last Monday. I have not used it yet as I am saving it for when I have my computer setup in my room. I opened it though and had a look at it. I love it; it is dark, sleek and is of good quality… I had stained my wooden desk just like I had done with my bedside cabinets; it turned out lovely and suits my room very well… Now I am waiting on the delivery of the monitor and speakers that I had purchased…

This morning my aunt and I went to Pretoria to visit my uncle in hospital that is still recovering from the incident. We took him some lunch, chocolates, juices and bottled water. He really hates the food at the hospital and from the smell of it I assume that it really must not taste good at all. He is out of the wheelchair and now using crutches to walk and under going physiotherapy. He is in a lot of pain and walking makes him wince at the pain. He complains, he wants to get out of the hospital and get back to work, but in his condition he can not. His one leg is a bit shorter or something, I am not sure why but he complains about that too, I told him to just be happy that he is able to walk…

My aunt and I collected my cousins from school after visiting my uncle and then we were off to my aunt’s sister’s place for lunch. I was asked if I could install her new printer and modem for her… When we arrived, I got out the car and opened the back car door for my cousins to get out. While I was talking to my cousins as they were getting out, I heard their aunt’s dog growl and before I knew it, he bit my hand. I pulled my hand away and I was left with light red marks and gob all over my hand from his teeth…

My aunt was just getting out of the car when this happened and she asked if I was ok and to get back into the car, my young cousins were so scared but so was I… Usually when visitors come over the dog is locked in the back yard but he was not in sight when we arrived so we assumed he was in the back yard. My hand is fine though, the marks have faded away and I am just glad that I did not get hurt. I mean very glad…

I have a date with Victor tomorrow afternoon. I am eagerly waiting…