Rule No.3 - Never make a credit decision on a bench.

When it comes to me, it's best if I just don't make any credit decisions, be it on a bench, in an office, or lying in bed. I still leave all that up to my Dad.

Today I am feeling a little fragile after a fun night out with friends, but what better Rule for me today to bring me back to reality. I am at that stage of my life when I need to start making real grown up decisions and for those who know me, know I don't do grown up very well.

My Dad said to me a while ago that I need to think long and hard about what I really want to be doing with my life and career seeing as though I keep chopping and changing. I've always known that I wanted to be a teacher but then I met a boy and he was studying design and it looked like the best thing ever, so I tried it. I loved it, until I got stuck in the corporate world. So I packed up and went on a cruise ship as a photographer for 6 months. Best 6 months of my life, but as it does, my time there ended. So what's the next thing one does? One starts studying teaching, obviously.

Now while I was in New Zealand, my gorgeous Mexican friend and I stumbled upon the most amazing shop. It was filled with all most exquisite fashion stationary, stacked in their different colours, like a rainbow, and I instantly fell in love. When I saw this, I thought of my Dad, and knew that this is what I want. Designing beautiful things.

Now I just need to make that dream more than just a dream. Watch this space people. Here comes Suze.

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Rule No.33 - Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day

Okay, rules are back and what a classic one! This quote is by Harry S Truman. He was the 33 rd president of America, historians call him “a controversial president”, the band Chicago wrote a song just for him and he has a commemorative holiday in his name on the 8 th May in Missouri. This is brilliant advise, not in the literal sense, well, that too, but if you having a seriously bad day, don’t make things worse by deliberately doing something that will bite you in the bum later. I did this the other day, so I am talking out of experience here. I went into a situation and then on the way out, after realising it was a bad situation, I kicked a fresh turd cause I was so mad. (again, not literally, although, that might have been a better idea in hindsight) My advise in this circumstance is to stay indoors that day until you have calmed yourself down. I’ll leave you with another quote from Truman : A pessimist is one who makes difficulties of his opportunities and an optimist is one who ...

Rule No.59 - If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bull.

"Bull", meaning nonsense, dates from the 17th century, while the term "bull*&$*" has been used as early as 1915 in American slang , and came into popular usage only during World War II . The word "bull" itself may have derived from the Old French boul meaning "fraud, deceit" (Oxford English Dictionary). The term "horse*&$*" is a near synonym. Worthy of note is the South African English equivalent "bull dust". Few corresponding terms exist in other languages, with the significant exception of German Bockmist , literally "billy-goat *&%*". Funny, Suze Original and I were talking about this the other day. She went for an interview and we were laughing cause we both do the same thing. They ask you a simple question that could be answered in a line or two but we both start elaborating so much trying to make a good impression that what started as "My favorite hobby is... right to.. and that's why I...

Rule No.6 - Don't panic

Panic is a sudden sensation of fear which is so strong as to dominate or prevent reason and logical thinking, replacing it with overwhelming feelings of anxiety and frantic agitation consistent with an animalistic f ight-or-flight reaction. It also rhymes with manic and tannic. Perfect example of when to not panic and then when to start panicking. My very first night in my new flat here in Cape Town, I was woken up by my curtain being opened from the outside. Odd, first of all, because I live on the first floor, and second of all, because there was a man, well boy, suddenly staring at me from my window. A little shocked and confused, but not panicked, I squinted through sleepy eyes and said "hello". He looked at me, a little confused as well and greeted back. Then I asked him what he was up to at my window so early in the morning. "Washing your windows", was his reply. Okay, so it's Monday morning, my first night in this complex, maybe Monday morning is washing...

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