Hello reader,
Oh why can’t I remember what happened on Friday? Did we go
out drinking or something? Haha! I’m kidding! I don’t remember much but I
remember enough… I think.
In the afternoon we assembled in the foyer waiting for
Adriaan. The other organizers from Joburg came to visit, bringing us platters
of food, and Gert braaied (barbequed) some meat for us with the help of one
kind man who had the cutest kids. But we weren’t to touch the food until we
were done with the interviews. L
It was a loooong wait. Adriaan couldn’t find the place and Chanel joked that I
should be Superman and fly him here. Coleen joked that because he was body
builder, he was too big for me to lift and I’d be flying up and down. It was
rather funny, you had to be there! At the end he didn’t pitch at all and Narda
took over his judging duties.
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The only photo I took on Friday (I focused on shooting a video instead). That's Chanika and Chanel in the back. |
Later after eating we hung around and I attempted (and
failed) to take a nap. When night fell we swapped stories with each other.
Narda told us a story about how some people broke into her house and there was
a part where she said that one of the policemen had a really large belly that
she bet he couldn’t see his penis. I laughed so hard at that and this is also
one of those ‘you had to be there!’ stories haha! Chanel, Coleen and I talked
boobs and it was a really hilarious conversation.
At night some of us got busy preparing for the next day. I
exfoliated my legs with a yummy smelling sugar scrub and slathered on a mud
mask on my face (which Alexis called poop). I helped Chanel with her hair and
she has the most beautiful, fluffy curly hair but she doesn’t like it,
preferring to straighten it instead, which is time consuming. We then indulged
in our nightly ritual of tea and crackers (the rusks ran out L )
in the common room. There was a lot of laughter and just good vibes. Later that night a few of us; Christi, Chanel, Elzane and I practiced our walks till late. I was the last to leave the rehearsal room and I was practicing in my PJs!
I went to sleep knowing that I was going to miss the girls
terribly, especially the above mentioned nightly ritual! It was my last night
at the hostel with the girls and the
whole entire week with them was beautiful; it was a special kind of sistahood.
I mean we could talk about boobs and other usually socially taboo subjects like
we were talking about the weather! Spending time with them was amazing.
Stay tuned for The Big Day’s Diary!
‘Til Next Time
-Bella