Christmas is not necessarily the day Jesus was born. It is not known exactly why the day was chosen, some say to coincide with a pagan holiday, others because it was nine months after the supposed inception. More importantly, however, it’s a time set aside to celebrate who Jesus is, what he did, and the lessons he taught us.
I was handing out pamphlets in the mall yesterday and was surprised by the sad and grumpy faces passing through the doors. What happened to, ‘tis the season?’ We’re so busy rushing around that we don’t take the time to enjoy life anymore.
December is the best time of year for South African’s, the best weather, long holidays, and the freedom to do whatever. So where’s the ‘Christmas Spirit?’
This year let’s love and forgive each other, let’s smile more, laugh more, let’s go out of our way to help others and let’s appreciate our family and friends. Much love Srizzilers, Merry Christmas.
People fight over it, they steal it, they’re envious of others with more of it, they pity those without it, they throw it in the air, they work their entire lives for it, and it has the amazing ability to disappear faster than a small chocolate cake at a fat kid’s birthday party. Money. The root of all evil, the devil’s secret weapon, worshipped by some and hated by others.
One might liken the nine or so months of UNISA’s accounting honours to being pillaged by ruthless criminals continuously in a fiery pit, and one would be spot on. However the frightful wait for results and the prayers for a miraculous pass still hang in the air like a bad odour. It’s been over a week since the final blow in the epic beating that the final exams distributed, and only now are my senses beginning to awaken with my creative mind stirring from its slumber.
Although most would deny it, becoming a jock is on the top of everybody’s to do list. Most are just too lazy to follow through. If, however, you’ve decided enough is enough, this list of essentials on how to become a jock will help you achieve your goal.
Reading is something I treasure. I love to read stories of great adventures or humorous characters. Unfortunately, thanks to years of studying school text books, three of which centred around accounting, I have come to loath the very same thing I love. What I would do as a relaxing past time becomes a chore when you’re reading about the accounting of revenue for thirty pages.
