For all those who didn't know.... it was Kwaki's B'day this past weekend. So go on ahead & wish him a Happy Belated B'day - make his day!
We had cake, Xao-Xao & beer ( African Chewing Gum) Yesterday over some deep descussion of the world. I swear we need a video camera for these moments, there have been brainstorming & creative sessions, political discussions, life/love/sex talks when we are all intoxicated. Thimgs we hardly ever talk about when sober........ Sometimes we do but it just doesn't sound as interesting. My drunk friends aren't half as dumb as most people would like to think.
Deep-house sessions on Sundays are ROCKAS, Nst people = do support!!!
Friday/ Saturday night shows @ BCR are Mad Fun as well, Do tune in!!!
"DJ KliFFo'DaY" has some serious "groupies" after him..... & Kwaki is the next hot thing after him so he cashes in, Me = "entourage" & Khauki = Body Gaurd with the "look".
ND dudes invading NST & cashing in on the chicks that will shag anything that doesn't speak. Be from anywhere else but from Nelspruit & get laid. Having a car with a GP/ND etc number plate is a bonus! Oh, don't 4get to throw in a few beers/ciders & Galitos... then you are good to go!!!!
Nite life & skanky chicks in this town of ours!!!
Later
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Brand New Day
So yesterday I had a somewhat depressing day......... had the whole day to bitch and moan about it and well, me being me - I'm over it now!!!!!
And once again I'd like to say "eat shit, drink piss and jump into a lake" to all those who have managed to depress me!
Haaaa, that feels better! Besides there are other people that have far worse things happening to them than I do.
Kwaki & Kliff dropped by my place last night to "bring" me Taste of my Vomit & Journey with me..... I paged through them a bit ( it was rather late & was getting ready 4 bed), I'm still to read through but I couldn't help wondering how smart or rather open-minded or maybe something else similar do I have to be to understand what GoodY wrote in those book??? I remember thinkin huh? when I read the first few pages!!! Will let ya'll know how I found it to be - in time!
Read some guide to happiness on Yo demo's blog...... found it interesting!
Just so you know I quit watching porn, for real!!! The fcukin i the ass thing that I saw was enough to put me off. All I could think of was "ouch"..... how in the world does she keep that smile on her face when her ass is being pounded like that???? Eee Yo,yo, yo. But Kwaki you can borrow me your DVDs.
Me = getting back to doing my work, so later!
And once again I'd like to say "eat shit, drink piss and jump into a lake" to all those who have managed to depress me!
Haaaa, that feels better! Besides there are other people that have far worse things happening to them than I do.
Kwaki & Kliff dropped by my place last night to "bring" me Taste of my Vomit & Journey with me..... I paged through them a bit ( it was rather late & was getting ready 4 bed), I'm still to read through but I couldn't help wondering how smart or rather open-minded or maybe something else similar do I have to be to understand what GoodY wrote in those book??? I remember thinkin huh? when I read the first few pages!!! Will let ya'll know how I found it to be - in time!
Read some guide to happiness on Yo demo's blog...... found it interesting!
Just so you know I quit watching porn, for real!!! The fcukin i the ass thing that I saw was enough to put me off. All I could think of was "ouch"..... how in the world does she keep that smile on her face when her ass is being pounded like that???? Eee Yo,yo, yo. But Kwaki you can borrow me your DVDs.
Me = getting back to doing my work, so later!
Monday, September 10, 2007
Life
So it happens that things are just not working out for you, you wake up every morning to go to work but you don't really see yourself getting anywhere as far as life is concerned. People around you just think that you are either crazy or you just don't know what you want from life when you try to tell them how unhappy you really are!!!!
Yep, I have just had one of those days when I felt like isht. Really, so this one person looks at me.... they can see that I'm crying but I still have what looks like smile on my face! So this person says that they don't know if they should think I'm sad or happy coz they can't figure me out?!? What?
To add to my misery.... I get an e-mail from an ex saying that he heard that I drink as if there is no tomorrow! And apparently my poison is Black Label?
Ok so this was funny for me - Reason = People who know me would know that I used to drink Amstel, but lately have switched to Sarita ( fad)! Secondly: I don't go out as much as "they" say I do. Thirdly: I've been broke lately, meaning that I haven't even buying booze for myself. Lastly: Who are they to say isht about me coz they have no clue who I really am. I have kept the same friends since last year, those would be the friends that I chill with often and they would know of the times I've drunk coz I'd be there with them. So really........ I still don't understand that out of the hundreds of females (that could be interesting) in Nelspruit.... why must the focus be on me - Is it that much attention that I draw to myself??? Coz I don't try much hey!
About why I'm miserable: I'd love to do certain things in my life.... things that I really enjoy doing and all the other isht that makes me Khensani you know but the thing is, it is almost like I am not allowed to, coz its not a good career choice or it is a weird hobby that an average person would see as stupid, useless and what, what!!!
Ya, ya....... its crazy like that but I had to have a breakdown sooner or later - with the isht that people manage to throw my way at every given chance?!? I could say that what people say about me doesn't bother me - but the fact is that other people wouldn't see it the way I see things therefore, one scandalous deed with actually turn into a lot, keeping in mind that some people do see imaginary things - thereafter create a story to pass on to others!
I'm slowly getting tired of all this shit..... and I'm starting to hate this place as well. Why can't people let me be! I hear a different story about me almost every week about what I did during the weekend in Nelspruit even if I was in Durbs for that very same weekend.
Yep, I have just had one of those days when I felt like isht. Really, so this one person looks at me.... they can see that I'm crying but I still have what looks like smile on my face! So this person says that they don't know if they should think I'm sad or happy coz they can't figure me out?!? What?
To add to my misery.... I get an e-mail from an ex saying that he heard that I drink as if there is no tomorrow! And apparently my poison is Black Label?
Ok so this was funny for me - Reason = People who know me would know that I used to drink Amstel, but lately have switched to Sarita ( fad)! Secondly: I don't go out as much as "they" say I do. Thirdly: I've been broke lately, meaning that I haven't even buying booze for myself. Lastly: Who are they to say isht about me coz they have no clue who I really am. I have kept the same friends since last year, those would be the friends that I chill with often and they would know of the times I've drunk coz I'd be there with them. So really........ I still don't understand that out of the hundreds of females (that could be interesting) in Nelspruit.... why must the focus be on me - Is it that much attention that I draw to myself??? Coz I don't try much hey!
About why I'm miserable: I'd love to do certain things in my life.... things that I really enjoy doing and all the other isht that makes me Khensani you know but the thing is, it is almost like I am not allowed to, coz its not a good career choice or it is a weird hobby that an average person would see as stupid, useless and what, what!!!
Ya, ya....... its crazy like that but I had to have a breakdown sooner or later - with the isht that people manage to throw my way at every given chance?!? I could say that what people say about me doesn't bother me - but the fact is that other people wouldn't see it the way I see things therefore, one scandalous deed with actually turn into a lot, keeping in mind that some people do see imaginary things - thereafter create a story to pass on to others!
I'm slowly getting tired of all this shit..... and I'm starting to hate this place as well. Why can't people let me be! I hear a different story about me almost every week about what I did during the weekend in Nelspruit even if I was in Durbs for that very same weekend.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
No, no, no
Just when I had thought to myself that I should stop bitching about things that do NOT really concern me............... some idiot just had to say something that is so stupid that I just had to ask myself what the fcuk is this person doing on earth with a heart that still pumps blood - he is a total waste of space.
What is it that makes people want to lie about almost everything that has to do with them? Is it because it will make them seem normal to others, or perhaps it is some need for them to be socially acceptable in the eyes of those who are part of the "elite" society??? Coz really I just don't know - me finds it such a bore having to listen to someone tell lies after lies and them expecting me to believe every crap that comes out of their mouths!
I know of a person that lies so much it actually sounds true and me ends up thinking huh?
So this week I had to tell this one boy that I'm not what he thinks I am....
Story?
Boy comes to my place with a mutual friend, drinks everywhere, friends, music & so on. Boy asks me if I'm still @ school? me = no, are you mad? I'm 23 years old, I work!
Oops #1 - boy thinks "hey, I think I should have a sugar momma for myself" So boy waits for weekend so he can call me for free on cell c just so he can ask if me has a man..... Hmmmm!
Me says to boy - haai no, Diva has no man..... ha, ha, ha! I just drink and talk a lot. So boy sees opportunity for himself...... he calls again I tell him "stop annoying me", boy thinks I make funny joke - so he calls again & I'm like hmmm no more taking boy's calls from now on. So boy sends friend to my house to come look for me. Haai bo, haven't seen that stunt since my teen years in Lekazi, so me goes out and tell boy "Listen boy, I'm old - You are not in my "league" ( as if I have one), you're a student with no money to take care of all'a this (me showing off self), I know you think I'm cute and sweet - well don't deep down I'm a mean and shallow bitch! so Fcuk off"
I had to.... these days you try to let down a guy easily, they think "awww, she likes me - she's just shy", then they pester you till you feel sorry for them and take them in, only for them to piss the crap out of you with every word that comes out of their mouths - again!
Few words = Eat shit and drink piss!
Has it become that much harder for a girl to have a normal life, shoooo?!?
What is it that makes people want to lie about almost everything that has to do with them? Is it because it will make them seem normal to others, or perhaps it is some need for them to be socially acceptable in the eyes of those who are part of the "elite" society??? Coz really I just don't know - me finds it such a bore having to listen to someone tell lies after lies and them expecting me to believe every crap that comes out of their mouths!
I know of a person that lies so much it actually sounds true and me ends up thinking huh?
So this week I had to tell this one boy that I'm not what he thinks I am....
Story?
Boy comes to my place with a mutual friend, drinks everywhere, friends, music & so on. Boy asks me if I'm still @ school? me = no, are you mad? I'm 23 years old, I work!
Oops #1 - boy thinks "hey, I think I should have a sugar momma for myself" So boy waits for weekend so he can call me for free on cell c just so he can ask if me has a man..... Hmmmm!
Me says to boy - haai no, Diva has no man..... ha, ha, ha! I just drink and talk a lot. So boy sees opportunity for himself...... he calls again I tell him "stop annoying me", boy thinks I make funny joke - so he calls again & I'm like hmmm no more taking boy's calls from now on. So boy sends friend to my house to come look for me. Haai bo, haven't seen that stunt since my teen years in Lekazi, so me goes out and tell boy "Listen boy, I'm old - You are not in my "league" ( as if I have one), you're a student with no money to take care of all'a this (me showing off self), I know you think I'm cute and sweet - well don't deep down I'm a mean and shallow bitch! so Fcuk off"
I had to.... these days you try to let down a guy easily, they think "awww, she likes me - she's just shy", then they pester you till you feel sorry for them and take them in, only for them to piss the crap out of you with every word that comes out of their mouths - again!
Few words = Eat shit and drink piss!
Has it become that much harder for a girl to have a normal life, shoooo?!?
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