Recap!

Right so..

I haven't posted in forever! I've had a few other things on my mind and a couple of other things have happened since I was last in the dark depths of the blogging world! In fact, I haven't been doing much computer activities lately at all.. or well lol, it feels as if I haven't but now when I think back to it I probs have done quite a lot at the computer!

Anyways, been hanging out with the locals in my 'hood, chilling and grilling like always. Things haven't changed much in that sense lol, which is a good thing hehe.

So in the last two weeks or so, can't remember exactly when I posted maybe last week, but we will say two weeks ago, a few things have happened, progressed and changed!

I GOT INTO COLLEGE WOOPWOOP. Before being bashed for it being a community college, you guys out there have to remember one thing - I've been living in boring ass Sweden for the last 6 years and its time to get out. A few people have been telling me that community colleges are like, lol. Literally, lol. Not too much work, teachers aren't the best, facilities aren't the best etc etc, but fuck it, fuck that, and fuck you. I just want to get out. Escape, run, move, flee, have one speed:go etc etc. It doesn't matter if the college sucks, which I doubt it does, being one of the top 10 community colleges in America still means SOMETHING. Either way, accepted, can't wait to leave, get out of the cold, surf, train, skate, learn some new things, experience some West Coast luvin' and just live the general college dream, American Pie style.. but not quite lol. So with that being said, I am flying out on the 4th of January I believe, at around 13:00. It's gonna be tuuuung!

Last few weeks I have managed to write a massive philosophy behind my own personal coaching technique, which will be continuously developed, defined, added, cut away and generally edited as I go about with my training activities. It totaled 4 pages so I had to drop the font size so it could fit on the alloted 3 page limit lol. Spoke mostly about having 4 main factors, or pillars, to base ones coaching methods and routines upon. Those 4 being, in no particular order, self-discipline, trust, critique and self-confidence. Of course they were a lot more developed in writing than what they are here.. But here is pretty much how it looked in the "after" pictures!

During the last week or two that I have been MIA, I managed to get a hold of a little bit of money so I've bought a new fresh 4 kilo bag of Whey 80 from Starnutrition. That plus some other miscalanous items needed in order to get through the last two months of this cut. Or, phase 2 as I like to call it nowadays. 65kg ---> 60kg in 2 months, sounds do-able. So lez go!

Also, last Friday we had a MorotCrü grill at a friends place. Was just chicken and marshmellows and Coke mostly, with some music and crazy fire starting skills. The night was a success and here are the pics to prove it!

OH YEAH! Another thing that happened lately! I was taking the bus to a friends house last weekend or the weekend before that. While driving past the local store on the bus I saw a bunch of blue flashing lights. So I look up and see about 3 or 4 police officers pointing their guns at a guy who's hands were up in the air. Apparently some car chased had happened and the police finally managed to stop him, outside of the supermarket! LOL! So as the bus slowly drove past I saw them walk up to the guy and but him in a supressive position with a knee to the back of the neck, whilst they arrested him. Pretty interesting stuff! Don't know how much you will see form the pic, the flash kinda team flashed me when it bounced off the window of the bus.

 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAND, a random fit girl. She looks pretty fucking fit if you ask me :D

Maybe post a bit more later, see if I find time with the new homework assignments and stuff like that! Otherwise, peace out nignags! Tuuung.

What I ate today!

Here we go!
Dinners Chicken n rice with coconut milk curry and a quick salad a la Chrippa!

Breakfast was a bowl of musli, three cups of coffee and a glass of milk!

Lunch was just a salad!

Hmm it's been a while..

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It's gone several days now without me posting lol, sorry! Had some other things on my mind lately and been seeing a few people here and there making time for blogging kinda tight!

Progress on SBCC! One of our room mates has been accepted, so just waiting on the rest of us 3 to get an answer. Even if it's a no I just want to know the answer so I can stop thinking about it haha! But just the thought and knowing the fact that one person already got accepted makes me super excited - can't wait!

So the topic for the day is apparently "What you ate today". Well i'm actually going to a tiny post-birthday dinner for a friend of mine so i'll have something to post then about dinner seeing as I have no idea what it will be!

Excusing myself from the diet for today, I've been told I need to "eat more food" in any event, as my motabalism has more than likely, gotten used to eaten such few calories so I should try to "fuel the fire" according to one of my slightly more, educated, friends on this matter haha. I don't know what i'll do, to be honest I think I look decent at the moment. Not quite beach shredded but def better than before! Some abs here and there on a good day hehe ;) Otherwise I'm at a stable 65kg's and would like to go down to about 60kg's but we'll see about that!

Managed to finish my first assignment today from the Coaching Course, it was about philosophy. Who would have thought that philosophy existed in coaching! I wish they had told me this back in school because now it just seems as though philosophy exists in pretty much everything! Daaaamn and I find it so boring! Either way, I managed to finish it in one evening, writing 4 pages. I had to turn the font size down so it fit in the allotted 3 page limit lol.

Basically I wrote about a few core steps needed in order to succesfully train and coach an individual or team; them being self-discipline, trust, self-confidence and critique. Combining those 4 steps and reflecting upon oneself every now and then is key! I believe at least lol, took some examples from myself as I am the only person I have ever really coached in my life heh..

Enough for now! More later with a post about the FOOD! Maybe have a little wine hmm.

For those of you who travel frequently, do you use WiFi in the airports? Tired of having them charge you for it? I know I am! So here my lifehaxx gift of the day, to you guys! :)

My parents and SCHOOL LIFE HAX!

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My parents.. haha well.. lol. Long story short I have quite a few of these so called "parents", some are slightly better than others haha to put it simply. My dad has been married, not married, married and married once again. Being married more than two or three times must be pretty tough on ones "love shell", as well as being tough on ones emotions! My father, who is now 50 odd years, some where in the middle of 50 and 60 has had quite the interesting life, so to speak.

A lot of shit went down in my dads childhood and young twenties which, naturally, made him into the person that he is. After several mishaps on the marriage front it seems he has now finally settled down with his current wife, one of my ever so many (lol not really) step mothers and they have been together for almost 10 years now! Grats to them and grats to you dad! Statistics show that most couples or marriages end in divorce after a few short years, so just that 10 year mark, which is here soon, not quite yet, will be a feat!

My father grew up, much like my mother and myself in South Africa, some where in the 50's or 60's. I am being vague because I don't wanna give away his age, and to be honest I'm not really so sure any more haha! I definitely don't know the year he was born - but that's just down to the simple fact that i cannot do simple math for diddly shit! He grew up competing at national level for cricket, rugby, boxing and track cycling I believe so naturally he was quite competitive as well as having grown up with a few siblings, notably two brothers, one older and one younger. He was later drafted, or should I say conscripted into the military where he stayed on over the mandatory two years for an additional 15 years, making his total time in the South African military 17 years. He saw combat quite regularly as he was a high ranking officer with in the military and the South African Special Forces which sadly, has led him to be the person that he is today. Not going too deep into that, as it is obviously too personal, he suffers from what is known as PTSD, or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, aka shell shock. This is actually a lot more common than one thinks and is often diagnosed on former military personnel who have seen combat and even some who have not, but were just subjective to too much training in a short period of time, and kind of burnout.

Nowadays my father lives here in Sweden with his wife and me, spends a lot of time playing scrabble and reading the news. He wrote a book once, about his life, upbringing and even his experiences with in the military. I will have to double check with him to see if I can post it here, but it can be found at Amazon I believe, under books about Africa ;)

My mother in South Africa is a lost cause. It pains me to write this about my very own mother, but what more is there to say? I know now that this is the internet and this post will forever be saved on internet logs for some random person to find but to be honest, I need to face the facts - My mother pretty much abandoned me when I was less than 4 years old. The few memories I have of her are just blurs of her face, hair, general look and her basically ruining her life. Of course I was too young to understand, but I have met her since I was 4, a few times actually but no more than the fingers I have on my two hands lol. I basically grew up with my grandmother who took me and my sister in when my mom went AWOL. I don't have much else to write here actually about her, except I wish her all the best and that she can some how, some day, manage to fix her shit and pull her life together.

Then come the stepmothers. Strangely enough they aren't all that bad, like fairy tales set them out to be. The first one, who is still living in South Africa working for REUTERS I believe, was married to my dad for a few, dunno how many exactly, years and actually took me in at the age of 4, after my grandmother, and raised me as her own side by side with her own son. She was a wonderful person, I honestly do not know how I would have reacted if I was put in that situation. Just the fact that people genuinely care about others well being makes me appreciate being alive so much more. Yes, I said it, being alive. Who knows what would have happened if she hadn't taken me in under her roof, for those 10 years. Big props to you L, despite us growing apart and our many quarrels you took on an immense responsibility and pulled it off with style. Thank you so much.

The second stepmother, or perhaps stepstep mom, or step mom mom, is the one I currently live with here in Stockholm. She is more like a best friend than a mother figure really. We joke a lot together, talk a lot, some times too much lol and just connect very well for some strange reason. I really see that she truly loves my father for who he is, despite his actions in the past and his given history. Once again, another maiden to the rescue, who, with the help of my own father, took me in under their roof in 2005 and opened my eyes to the rest of the world once making the transition from Africa to Europe. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I didn't connect with my first stepmother, it's more the simple fact that I was far too young and immature to even fathom conversing with her. It's a kid thing, what can I say haha. As one grows up, lol I'm only 20 years old but hey!, one realizes that there is so much more to parents than just the people who make dinner and tuck you in at night.

That was just a short my list of all my parents (lol). On a side note; here is a song by Sean Price, repping Heltah Skeltah. It's called Church! This track is illa dope!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand, like I said a few days ago; LIFEHAX! Seeing as I just started school I figured I'd share this awesomely in-genius lifehax, which will help you squeeze a bit more time out of your essays in school or Uni!

PEACE! 

Coach in training and Day 2 - My First Love

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I give up, I just don't have the time or the drive force to do this day to day posting about myself. Instead i'll post every now and then, most prob once every two or three days addressing each topic! 

Sitting here in front of the computer, been here a while now actually lol. Today I officially became a student of Sweden once again, now that my Applied Sports Coaching course has taken off. I am now officially a coach in training haha.. Was interesting, I have to admit. First off just the mental feeling, the placebo I guess, of not just sitting at home doing NOTHING. Now at least I'm doing some thing that is some what constructive with my time! The teaching is based on distance, so for those of you who don't know, like me lol, it's done over the internet. The uni sends me information, assignments, videos and even lectures through a digital platform they have for the school. So far, day 1 and lecture one is done. Today it was about Coaching Philosophy! Damn I thought I was gonna be done with all the philosophical mumbojumbo stuff when I finished school.. Sadly, I was very mistaken. It seems as if coaching and philosophy play a hand in hand role. But then again what can one NOT apply to philosophy..? Food philosophy? Nah that's probably a real thing haha!

Hit the gym today as well, got a slight pain in my left shoulder, which I've actually had ever since I can even remember lol. Most prob something I should have checked but it comes and goes so i'm not entirely sure about it yet.. Like I said, ever since I can remember I've had it - that's prob not a good thing!

Right so, MY FIRST LOVE. Lol.

What kind of love are we talking about here? In my head im thinking hmmm, my dog Shadow from when I was a kid? My passion for surfing? Or the first food or song I possibly loved once upon a time? Hmm. No I'm pretty sure we're talking the straight up conventional I_love_you kind of love. This one won't be too hard then haha.

Born in 1993, sandy blonde hair and big green eyes. Pursed lips, small frame and a few summer freckles. That's the face of my first love. Quite a strange name I must say, it started with an X although she was basically never called that, much like me and my real name (ey that's one thing we had in common!). Either way, this girl went to my school, was two years younger than me, we had one class together in my final year at school, and we shared a few basic mutual friends. Straight up I can honestly say, that I really loved this girl. No, I still do. If she was to call me in the middle of the night crying, which ironically she has done, I wouldn't hesitate to take her in. The thing is, we broke up about 3 or 4 months ago. I dedicated so much time to her, lost so many friends to her, lost my entire social life to her, fuck I even lost myself to her for a while. I was so infatuated, in love, strung up on this girl it was crazy. Don't get me wrong, I really truly honestly loved her, and didn't mind giving up all those things just to be with her. I did exactly that. I stopped training, stopped being social with friend circles, pretty much alienated myself for those weekends of just "us". I loved the times we spent together and I hated the times we were apart. 

After living together for almost a year and a half one realizes how dependent one becomes upon the other person in question - in this case my ex girlfriend. I realized how I slowly became obsessed with the thought of being around her and spending time with her. She didn't seem to mind that though, and life went on. Us two, living in our own bubble of sex, drugs and rock and roll. Well, not exactly but almost ;) Couple life was both easy and hard, both fulfilling and unfulfilled and both happy and unhappy all at the same time. It can really get into ones psyche, if you're not too careful. To this day, I regret a lot of the things we said and did to each other, not that fighting was our forte - we didn't fight too much. In fact it took almost a year until we had our first REAL fight.. by that I don't mean small little arguments. I remember it clearly, I sat in her kitchen and she was hitting and screaming at me, telling me I was useless pretty much and that getting together was a mistake. I remember so specifically how as the words left her mouth I stood up, asked her if she realized exactly what she had just said and tried to leave. She never let me. I should have. I let he lure me back to the bedroom where we sat and talked for a while, and everything kind of just blew over. The next day it was back to normal. 

I know this post seems kind of one sided but I don't want you guys out there to think for one second I regretted it. Despite all the small regrets at the time, and maybe the few now I definitely think that we both benefited from us being together in the long run. Put aside all the losing friends and connections and gym time etc, and look at it from the whole personal growth perspective. For that, X, if you are reading this, I cannot thank you enough. I loved you, love you and always will love you. No matter where we are in the world, after spending 1.5 years together when you are younger than 20, I will never turn you down or shut a door in your face. I could keep writing, forever it feels like about this girl but I don't feel it's needed. I gave the basics, now here's a picture and a song most suited to her. Once again, don't get me wrong with the song choice lol...

Props to the Black Keys for this tung song btw! Oh damn non-Swedes don't know what tung means.. It means, simply, heavy, epic, awesome.

Btw, no life haxx today this post is already long enough as it is!

Peace out TUNG!

lol..

This challenge isn't going very well so far haha. Been doing a few other things lately so I am sliiiiightly distracted haha!

Day 01 - Introduce yourself

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Born in 1991, right before the fall of Apartheid in South Africa I grew up amongst a variety of different colored faces. Coming from the heart of the Eastern Cape, one of the worlds most concentrated areas with HIV/AIDS I attended a mutlicultrural school up until the 8th grade. My mothertounge, despite being born into an Afrikaans (Boer) family is English as I attended an English school right from day 1. At the age of 11 I discovered surfing. Little did I know that it would lead on to become one of my greatest passions in life with intense following of the sport, its profressionals and all the surfing events around the world. At the age of 15 I moved to Sweden due to personal issues between my then, seperated parents. 

Here, where I currently still live, in Stockholm it's very different to the small city I lived in called East London back home. Although East London has just as much if not more inhabitants than Stockholm, it is very small space-wise compared to Stockholm. Moving to Stockholm for me was a life changing experience, naturally lol. I discovered a new found freedom within myself, being able to go where ever I wanted and meet who ever I wanted when ever I wanted. This all came with the access to public transport. Not having to rely on my parents to drive me around to places like school, the shopping centers, friends houses or even the beach was basically, for me, a new found freedom.

After a few years in Sweden here I am now, having graduated from one of Stockholms "most prestigious" schools (lol), worked a little bit here and there and gone through a complete transformation I have now decided it's time for the next chapter of my life, Californication and Exercise Science.

The reasons behind this change is still partly influenced, if not largely influenced, by my passion for surfing. Except now there are a few more factors involved. I have become obsessed with training, looking good and aesthetics. I believe, for now at least, that Exercise Science in California could very well help me achieve my life long back of my mind goal of becoming a surf coach or even possibly a professional surfers personal trainer. 

I love listening to music. It's one of my other hidden passions. I really like to attempt writing lyrics, although they often fail quite badly. It's just one of those things that people really enjoy doing but never really get any good it you know? My music taste can vary form month to month, but doesn't vary much between hiphop, dubstep, DnB, freestyle and rap. Kinda just circulates within those few genres hehe. 

Also one last thing, that I almost forgot to add was longboarding. Me and my skate crew gather up often several times a week to skate, film, hang out, chill and just get crazy.

Aaaaaaaaaaand, some life hacks? For those of you who don't know what it is exactly...

Tried this, it works and makes multiplication PISS EASY!

Lezzzzgo!

Wild challenger appears!

Greetings internet!

It's been a while since I last actually wrote something. I've doing a couple of things around here and just havent had the time or the energy to really care to post. I mean, I have loads of pictures and shit that would fall under the whole "tung shit when im bored" concept but naaah. Seems like it's a lot of pictures nowadays so imma try change it up a bit!

Today is Monday, the 3rd of October, damn it's already October. My course for Applied Sports Coaching starts on the tenth. I'll be studying it from distance, meaning over the internet and it's a course which teaches the basics of how to be a coach, both individual and team coach. Also, it's in English which I thought was pretty cool seeing as most of the programmes and courses I looked at were only available in Swedish.. Sigh, when a First World country doesn't fully adapt to the lingua franca of the 21st century.. that sort of stuff just baffles me. Oh well, who am I to complain hopefully I wont be around in Sweden for that much longer and i'll be surrounded by English anyways! Just.. American English haha!

Random thought - Was wondering if I should take my cleets up to California, I heard they actually have a rugby team there maybe it's time to take that up again? Don't think i'll be too interested in American Football to be honest, just doesn't seem too technical in my opinion. Looks and feels like it's the quarterback who controls most plays and everyone else are just human buffer zones or runners.

Right so I found one of those list things people always do on blogs, like a challenge. 30 days - One new subject every day that I have to write about. Some may be quite personal and others not too personal or even interesting haha. But I will try to do it, stick to it and finish the 30 topics!

Also, another thing I have been checking out lately is life hacks. For those of you who don't know, they are small little tips that most people don't know about which make life just a whole lot simpler. Planning on posting one a day, or every few days as to not just use them all at once lol, some are pretty fucking smart I have to say!

Right so, three things;
1) Jai Paul - BTSTU. A friend showed me this song, can't get enough of it when i'm out skating, don't really know why I like it so much prob because it's so different. British vocals with some wobbly-scratchy kind of dubstep "like" drops and scratches...

2) Attack the Block, brought to you by the creators of Shaun of the Dead as well as Scott Pilgrim vs. the World. I watched this the other day with Lisa, it was so fucking epic. A bit funny, a bit serious, really dark, awesome creature animations and just the whole concept behind it was.. pretty cool. Mind you, I really enjoyed District 9, not only because i'm a proud Saffa but mostly because it was an entire different concept to aliens than what Hollywood would normally bring forth. The thing is with these new ideas and alien concepts, I often find people start to automatically judge and bash these kinda movies for a few main reasons; they are not made in Hollywood, they don't have Americans acting, they are often less flashy yet more realistic, lower budgets and then naturally fear of the difference - something new and different has surfaced and of course, us being curious human beings need to analyse them from so many different perspectives resulting in more often than not, the film being bashed to shit by so called critics. Here's the trailer for this UK film, about aliens invading a rundown suburb in London. Pretty dope soundtrack too!

3) Lastly now, I know it's been a bit of a lengthy post but here are the 30 points I will be taking up over the next month as part of the challenge!


DAY 01 - INTRODUCE YOURSELF

DAY 02 – YOUR FIRST LOVE

DAY 03 – YOUR PARENTS

DAY 04 – WHAT YOU ATE TODAY

DAY 05 – YOUR DEFINITION OF LOVE

DAY 06 – YOUR DAY

DAY 07 – YOUR BEST FRIEND

DAY 08 – A MOMENT

DAY 09 – YOUR BELIEFS

DAY 10 – WHAT YOU WORE TODAY

DAY 11 – YOUR SIBLINGS

DAY 12 – WHAT’S IN YOUR BAG

DAY 13 – THIS WEEK

DAY 14 – WHAT YOU WORE TODAY

DAY 15 – YOUR DREAMS

DAY 16 – YOUR FIRST KISS

DAY 17 – YOUR FAVORITE MEMORY

DAY 18 – YOUR FAVORITE BIRTHDAY

DAY 19 – SOMETHING YOU REGRET

DAY 20 – THIS MONTH

DAY 21 – ANOTHER MOMENT

DAY 22 – SOMETHING THAT UPSETS YOU

DAY 23 – SOMETHING THAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER

DAY 24 – SOMETHING THAT MAKES YOU CRY

DAY 25 – A FIRST

DAY 26 – YOUR FEARS

DAY 27 – YOUR FAVORITE PLACE

DAY 28 – SOMETHING THAT YOU MISS

DAY 29 – YOUR ASPIRATIONS

DAY 30 – ONE LAST MOMENT

Remember that at the same time, I will be writing these challenges but also posting normally as well! And i'll try to throw in the life hacks whenever possible so you guys out there can maybe learn a thing or two! Sooo.. all of that is finally off my chest - Challenge starts tomorrow LEZ GO!