I'm shattered

Sean just left this video on his blog.

I'm not quiet sure what to say. I've lost everything. Even his dramatic ending could have been extracted straight from a Shakespearean tragedy.

After the cellphone number clues were left all over the city on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday - Sean asked us all to find and photograph the following shops:

Tekkie Town in Strand Street / Orange Marmalade / Katie Magoo's / Imagenius / Linex Yamaha on the Cnr Harrington and Roeland / Lauro House of Pasta / Aroma Café / Mix Clothing / One 80 Personal Fitness Training / Café Mojito / Kauai Juice in Long Street / Icon: travel centre / Never on a Sunday / G2 Art / Bob's Bar & Bistro / Info.cafe / Rip Curl [Surf Africa] / Darkie Clothing

As it turned out - the first letter of each one of those shop names spelt out the words: 'To Kill a Mockingbird' [the 1960 Pulitzer-prize winning novel by Harper Lee].

At exactly 3pm Friday afternoon he sent out this e-mail:

Well done. You’ve found all 18 shops that you needed to photograph.

You may however have noticed that those 18 store names were not chosen at random.
If you take your 18 photographs [taking careful note of the first letter of each store names] and put them in the order in which I had them in my previous e-mail - the title of a famous Pulitzer prize-winning novel will be revealed.

In that story, children befriend a reclusive man who is misunderstood and wrongfully perceived to be evil by the community.
There is a new ‘bar / bistro’ in the middle of the city that is named after that man, a famous character from the book. I have hidden the flash disc under one of the tables / counter tops of that establishment.

First one to find it will, I’m sure, make Jodi very happy and realise that I’m not as evil as everybody thinks.




The place he was referring to was Boo Radley's bistro and bar in Hout Street, Cape Town.
The all-important flash drive was found 20 minutes later by Jason Feldsman.

Boo Radley - the misunderstood recluse that a society rejected because they judged him so harshly? What have I done?

As I said, I'm at a loss for words too.

I don't understand

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Finally it's been found

Thank goodness. Off to go get it now.

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The finish line is in sight

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Wednesday morning Clue 6 found

There seems to be a number printed on the inside page of The Times at vida e caffe in St George's Mall.
Also at Caroline's Wine in Strand Street.

Here's the e-mail address you need to take things further.

Cameraland, Long Street: Clue 4

More videos from Sean

I can't watch these things, but if it helps you at all he's posted another video here.

My sister was out at the Grand Daddy this morning.
One of the new caravans on the roof magically produced a clue after she searched the place for about 15 minutes.
She mentioned that three guys where hanging around at the time, but Sean was nowhere to be seen.

Right now - his game doesn't seem to be making too much sense. But keep on it guys, sometimes his sanity comes and goes a bit...now you know what I had to put up with for so long.

It's really happening on the streets of Cape Town

After class today my curiosity got the better of me and I went hunting for these phone numbers that Sean threatened to leave all over the place.
Sure enough, I found the two numbers. It's real - he's really doing this. There's nothing like airing your dirty laundry in a public park.

(here's the link the the video posted here)

He has just posted his first clue

Not able to have an original thought of his own, Sean has also started a blogsite (seanosgame.blogspot.com). It looks like that's where he'll be posting his 'clues' to where he's hidden the memory stick.

He posted this 20 minutes ago:

Cellphones where the cause of this mess from the beginning - so I’m going to use various cellphone numbers that I’ll leave lying around the city that will lead to your all important clues as to the whereabouts of the Flash drive on voice mail messages linked to these numbers.

As I said before kitten - I’m innocent, but If you want to play this game and you and your friends are up for the challenge - then I guess you’re going to have to follow the breadcrumbs.

R20 000 is a lot of money to be offering as a reward - I’m almost tempted to return the bloody thing back to you to claim it for myself, but seeing you scurrying around the city is probably going to be even more worth it.

You love shopping and you never have enough time for me? Combine those two together and you’ll find your first clue 'under the clock' in a place that at one time, back in the 80’s, was sold for a cool, golden million. It was said to be the most valuable acre of land in the city.

A million! That’s how much I’m going to make when I sell this little bit of dirt to Die Son.

I can only think he's talking about the Golden Acre [who still goes there?]. I've got to go to class now, but will go see if I can find something afterwards.

Challenge accepted. Reward posted

I was expecting this. I've just finished watching The Devil wears Prada and have now enjoyed the second feature of the evening, that being his immature response.

So he's hiding the memory stick he threatened me with the other night somewhere in the city?

That makes things far easier, it can't be that difficult to find - especially when I'm offering a R20 000 public reward for it.
So I'll be updating you all on the 'clues' he'll be leaving on this site as that information comes in.

The person who finds it first, wins the reward.
Lol, that sounds a bit like Jeff Probst from Survivor.

OMG another victim?

I rest my case. This apparently happened on Friday to another girl, in public. I want my pictures back Sean!

The plan to get my photographs back - please help me

Watching this again I realise that I may have had a bit too much champagne at the time, but last night - together with the girls - I came up with a plan to get the photos back from Sean.

I'm going to offer his R20 000, which is how much I got when I returned the bag yesterday, as a REWARD for anybody that can help me get my photos back from him.

Screw him, he wants to play childish games. So girls lets stand together. The R20 000 is yours if you can get what's rightfully mine back to me.
How do you like that Sean? How would say - we now have ourselves a challenge? I know how much you love playing games, so here's a nice one for you.

I took the bag back...

...not to Sean, but the shop that he bought it from.

As far as I'm aware, he doesn't know that I took the receipt with me the night that I left and besides, although it's gorgeous, the sight of it now is making me feel sick.

I can't believe how much he payed for it. Anyhow I've got his money back.
As to when.. or if, I give it back to him...is another story.

I'm going to a party tonight. Hopefully by blowing off a bit of steam I'll have a clearer picture of what to do with this situation.

He just THREATENED me

I can't believe it.

Sean was just here! Banging on my front door. He must have known that I was home 'cause my car is parked outside.

He's become a raving madman.

While we were dating he took some picture of me that were private. At the time it seemed like a good idea, but now he's threatening to take the photos public if I don't give the bag back. Those pictures ARE MINE, not something I should be threatened with. By right they belong to me.
As for the bag, it was a present, why the hell should I give it back?

He was shouting and carrying on. The neighbours must have heard. How embarrassing. He said that if I don't give the bag back (and the receipt, which I found and took with me on the night I saw the message on the phone) he's going to publish the pictures on the Internet.

I don't know if I should go to the police or what I must do now? He's scaring me. He shouldn't have bought it if all he was going to do is take it back when things ended.

What a mess! But bugger him - who does he think he is?
Not sure what to do now.

I left the lying bastard

I didn't need to see any more. I packed my things and left.

The YSL bag was probably because he felt so guilty. I ended up spending Valentine's day with Lisa and Sam. We drowned ourselves in a couple of bottles of Veuve and watched the first season of Gossip Girl again. Depressing (sorry girls).

He's been trying to get hold of me since and keeps leaving annoying messages on my phone. There was a bunch of roses at the door that night, which I can only suspect came from him.
I threw them in the parking area.

He may have an explanation for the SMS, but I just don't think I can trust him ever again. Once that trust has been broken, I'm just not one of those people that can turn back and pretend that nothing ever happened. I think I'd just die if I found out that he'd actually been with her.

I don't ever want to speak to him again. It's time to move on and if he tries to phone me one more time again today I'm going to change my number.

Before things went bad

Sorry - I know some of you may be out of the loop of what's been happening over the past two months, so here's a quick rundown of everything.

In December I was working on a stills gig for German beer commercial out in Grabouw. It was a long shoot and during the break I started chatting to Seano who was one of the photographers on the job.

As with many photographers he was charming and sexy and made me laugh. Unlike other photographers he had creative side outside of the job that was different. So we started seeing each other and just before Christmas I moved into his place.
A little fast I know, but it felt so right at the time.

At first, as many of you know, things were great. He was a bit clingy, but nothing too drastic.
He's almost as busy as me having a sideline job as a DJ so the time we did spend together was slightly surreal and looking back, perhaps a bit extreme. I had the pageant up in Joburg at the time and he was doing all sorts of shoots and stuff, so we really only got to know each other well in the last couple of weeks.

Alarm bells started going off when we had an argument about shopping of all things. He thought that my obsession with arm candy and cute shoes was a bit excessive, but what's a girl to do? Part of the perks of what I do includes searching for bargains on the high street. There's only so much supporting of Net-a-porter I can do from the living room.



It put him over the edge when I came back from NYC with the Si Belle by Sibel Mesta skivvies that cost an arm and a leg (that I actually bought for him to enjoy). I thought the peek-a-boo panties would calm him down, but instead we ended up having a HUGE fight.

To my shock - three days before Valentine's day he gives me a Yves Saint Laurent "Muse" Bag as a kind of peace offering.
Who knows what the boy was thinking buying a bag that's worth that much money. But if it's good enough for Jessica Simpson and PH...(probably where he got the idea from)

That night he 'had to go to work'. He told me that he was off to another shoot, but now I'm not so sure that was the truth.

After he left, I caught up on a couple of episodes of Grey's that I'd missed and started to tidy up the house. That's when I found a phone that I didn't even know he had and a message that had been sent that morning from an 'Alex' (who he's never mentioned before) on it. Everything else in the inbox had been cleared except this gem.

The SMS that ended it all

Heya guys.

As some of you may know I've been going through a difficult time this past week since the break up with Seano.

I've decided to keep everybody updated on the 'drama in my life' via this blogsite instead of telling everybody individually. Thanks so much for all your support and luv guys - I love you all so much. Especially Jen ;-)
It's been just over a week since I found this phone and that message in his things. I still can't believe everything that's happened. You think you kinda know somebody until a darker side of their personality reveals itself.

So this is it. Reading it again now I wonder if I did overreact? I was so cross at the time.
Sure I knew that he was always surrounded by beautiful woman as part of his job, but to discover a phone I didn't even know that he had and a message from some Alex bimbo just sent me over the edge.
It's weird how somebody you had feelings for can immediately change in your mind after you discover they're cheating on you.

I want to see this Alex. Is she beautiful or was he just craving some skanky excitement barely 2 months into our relationship?