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I grew up in 2011!


This year taught me to appreciate and value myself so much. It was in this year that I learnt that Tokiso has that pure foolish silly love – And I am happy to know that I can love that deeply. 
Bungee jumping crew! Great times!


I lost friends and gained friends in this year. It was in this year that I put myself first and didn't feel guilty about it. It was in this year I finally accepted that I don’t fit in any particular box. 

My partner in craziness! Thami Kwazi
It was in this year that I accepted that not everyone will like me. It was in this year I learnt that things change when you least expect it and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it. 

It was in this year I believed it when I looked in the mirror and said I am beautiful – flaws and all.

It was this year that I learnt to loosen up a bit and accept that I cannot be perfect at everything. It was this year that I learnt the art of actually having a proper budget. 

I looooove this girl! Qhakaza Mthembu!
It was this year that I learnt to stand up for myself in the work place. It was in this year that I ticked things off my bucket list.

I spent 2010 fighting this growing up business.
I spent 2011 embracing that I’m a young adult – it was a rocky road but I made it.
2012 I am going to show you flames. I now know my strength. 

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