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Saturday, March 26, 2005

Vuka

Tonight was an absolute eye-opener. At the risk of sounding like the town drunkard, sobriety lended a helpful hand tonight.

Before I forget, I was pulled over in a road block tonight. In my seven years of hitting the bottle, I have only been puloled over twice, and freakishly both times I was sober. Now I'm less than proud to admit that I drive drunk, but given South Africa's poor public transport system, it's something we all have done. What I am incredibly ashamed of is our country's legal code.

I had been drinking both of the times that I was pulled over. The first time I had consumed less than half a hunter's dry, because I was sick and my gag reflex reacted to even the slightest whiff of alcohol. Tonight I had about 3 drinks but probably two three hours before I drove. The thing is, on both occasions, when the policeman asked me if I had been drinking I answered a very polite "yes". Look, I'm not gonna lie. Let's say I did and they decided to take a breathalizer. Even if I was under the limit, my lie would be exposed and I'm not going to take the chance. What I don't get is that I said yes! And they let me go. No tests. No other questions. They didn't even give a request for my licence! Confusion evelopes me.

But on less complex matters, let's get back to tonight. Maybe I'm naïve, but I've always believed that with friendship comes loyalty. I can't go into details but I was honestly ready to kill. At first I thought that I was overreacting about this individual's inappropriate behaviour, but later others independantly voiced their similar opinions.

I would understand why someone would want to deliberately hurt me if I had done something unsuitable towards them, but this came out of the blue. The behaviour from this person seems to be becoming too familiar for my liking. It's almost as if he/she acts like this so frequently that we now overlook it as it has become a standard personality trait.

I lie in a predicament. I can't say anything. I want to. I wanted to. It's too late now. Unfortunately, I can't explain the situation in which case I can't get any advising comments, but I just needed to vent. A very censored vent it seems.

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