Something New........ and it is not about ME!

Watch out for Mfundo and his ad in the next few days.

After reading this profile on him, I had one of those feelings I get when I see people who are passionate about what they do.... you know the feeling that I'm talking about mos????

Ya, the one that makes you feel proud to be young, black and gifted at this time and country. That same one that makes you want to get off your lazy ass and do it...... (it being what you've always wanted to do but was never quite sure how to go about it).

I will be updating you guys on him soon!

Am hoping for interview........ hint, hint (*_*)!

Writing tests on a Saturday is the pits but I wanted to study part-time so I am dealing with it.

Ey, the voting went well.... except for minor issues like people getting there drunk and having out bursts of who everyone else should vote for, It was all good.

Yazi abantu mara.

I decided to have an early start to the day so I got to the office at 06H00. I never thought I could ever do that in my life. I've always seen myself as a "will not work for a boss" person but you know what things happen in life and you soon find yourself doing what you HAVE to do and not what you want to do!!!!

Took me being broke to figure that one out, if I had my way I would just do me for the rest of my life and tune people that I do not have to answer to them. Ha, ha, ha.........

Life is a sweet ass bitch sometimes and I love it anyways!

Enjoy your weekend my beautiful people!!!!

This had to be the worst day at the work place 4 me....



But I will NOT let that mess up my year!!!



Funny thing happened over the weekend, One man was able to make me shut the hell up.



Story:

Obviously on Friday I did my "get smashed" thing, as I normally do...... I had an interesting night I say. I was told that I think "I am all that" as I refused to date some of the guys around Nelspruit, one dude even confessed to have been loving me "unconditionally" for the last three years! Yeah right........ I was more on some tip of "you gotta be kidding me".

The usual political debate took place (honestlt, people seem to think they sound smarter if they justify isht about the ANC. Not hating on the party but darn it, its every where - one cannot enjoy a night out with out ending the night with a Msholozi and Umkhonto wesizwe lecture from people who like to pretend like they were in the struggle).

"Can't I just get drunk in peace" was my final statement before deciding to head home!

Saturday Morning: I got a call from some dude I met when I was still with Ziyaphenduka Promotions, back in the day (Meaning, in November). He was at work and I was there to sign a contract, he saw me from far and decided to mack and my ass and pester the guy I came to meet to give him my number..... So he called ke and asked if he could come see me and I was like Ok, thinking that he can't possible drive all the way from Limpopo just to see lil' old me. Much to my surprise, the dude called me again as he drove pass Lydenburg and then I started to get worried. Here I was thinking " This man is sick". Anyways, we agreed that I would see him at around 18H00 and so I got ready and made myself look cute.

We went to Kwassa Grill right (same scene of the previous night debauchery I might add), the man rocked up there with his lil' brother and his friend from le lababuya khona. The friend was on some "where your hot friends at?" tip and I was like "Uhm, I don't have those.... as you can see I have a lot of male friends!" - The dude had no front teeth in front (it might be fashionable in the Cape but up here - that isht don't fly) and I didn't want to be blamed for anything, yes! People are that shallow!!!

Long story short: The man ran away and left me with a bill. How dodge can one be after claiming that they live a high life. Shooo!!!

I was pissed off!!!! No lies!!!!

Sometimes I hate RnB songs........

They make me realise that I actually have never really been in love! Though sometimes I felt a bit of it. There have been times when I just felt like I loved my ex's as friends or brothers..... and then I would just call it quits in my head.

There is only 1 ex that I dumped, and for the rest...... I would just disappear on them, like move to a new place and avoid their calls until they give up. But the world is a small place so after a while I would bump into them and wish 4 a place to hide - I just didn't know what to say to them.

I'm almost sure that they thought "that evil biatch". Oh well........

So now I have R.Kelly's Looking for love song stuck in my head.

What is my take on relationships???

Will answer that soon!!!

The weekend I had..........

I absolutely enjoyed my long weekend, except for the guilt of not going to church everything else was pretty much smooth.



Thursday night saw me meeting up with old friends and chilling at News for the usual getting smashed sessions. At about 2am Msholozi's supporters started singing those songs - that do NOT sound like happy songs at all- and started insulting a group of dudes in their 20's I think, telling them that they are amakwerekwere a Mugabe and that they should go back to where they come from...... funny story coz the dudes were born and bred in NST.



Then there were the old Madalas that want to revive their youth by shagging lil' kids, the drinks were flowing and I did not complain. From there I found myself waking up at a penthouse with a bottle of heineken in my hand and the way I was sleeping just showed that I wasn't about to give it up.



I went to the bathroom to wash my face and bumped to a naked man I last saw smoking a cigar in my car. I didn't ask questions..... but sure got answers and a he suggested that I move into the penthouse (a beautiful on at that) by month end!!!! My answer was no though I must admit.... I was tempted to say otherwise. What scared me was the voodoo isht that was around the place! HHa, we all know that abo darkie like using funny stuff at times.



Saturday, I went to Madumane's CD launch.... wasn't bad at all, I got a chance to catch up with a few friends and was a bitch shocked when one rocked up with a girl we all know has been a whore since high school. Now I didn't know that they had a thing going on until the chick accused me of wanting her man...... wait let me rewind that, I was standing by the bar counter waiting for my drinks when my friend came up and gave me a hug as we had not seen each other in a long time, dude lives in Jozi, then she came and I said hi to her as she stood next to him as well..... she mentioned something about shooters and I was like "yeah, actually let me get some" I asked the dude if he would like to have one and then the beef started.



I laughed coz I just did not see the reason for me to answer especially after the dude kept quiet. I just wanted to slap her there and then.... but one of my guy friends came to take me away....

I spent the rest of my weeekend at home.

This and that....

This posting in a rush thing is really not working coz I hardly get time to fix typos or read what I wrote, but what can I say..... I need to invest in these 3G-do broad bands-en wat ook al that they advertise everywhere.

I am just old school like that, as in I still used my second pc that mom bought for me about 6years ago!!!

If I don't strangle myself before the end of the day, I'd be officially a very tolerant person, Jacaranda RM FM is getting on my nerves!!!! Reason - Lack of creativity I think, not to mention the very predictable song-line up. I have to listen to that thing every day at the office.

Back to me and my Gold-Mining lessons:

It is un-do-able, my "teacher" keeps pointing me at direction I will NOT take. I mean everybody that knows me would know that I cannot stand people who repeat your idea and pass it as their own to other people....... to sound smarter I think. Now on Friday, I was out doing my usual "Friday Intoxica-relaxation" thing with 2 friends and we were bouncing off ideas about a lot of things mainly music (they are about to drop albums - do look out for them), making money in a fun way, how certain companies market themselves, politricks and the sort.

Now this man in a beige suite and them long shoes and eaves drops on our conversation then way later on when coming back from the loo, I walked pass his table and heard him saying the exact things we were going on about.... then later he had the nerve to play flirty with me asking what I'm drinking and stuff!

Now the girl who is supposed to be "giving me lessons on how to catch gold mines" advises me to go with the "flow".

That was it for the night for me. She had to be drinking something that makes her see sense where there is none!!!! The guy was trying to get whatever he possibly can, others may have had fallen for that but not this biatch, she aint crazy like that!!!!

Anyways I have to go do what I get paid to do.

While my "How to be a Gold-Digger" lessons are on a slow start, I had interesting things happening in my life. Not much life changing but interesting none the less!

On Sunday.... just yesterday that is, I decided to go to Lekazi (Kanyamazane - the township outside Nelspruit) (BTW, I used to live there at some stage of my life). I was with Pam and she had never seen my former home (I show anybody who cares to see) and I decided to go visit the lovely old lady that used to feed me coz I've always been lazy to make food and chew. My old time friend was there and was actually on her way to "besoek" her brother at the prison, I offered to take her there as this, for me, was going to be going to an excursion of some sort (LoL). We did things as per procedure then we went in in waited for the brother to be called and stuff.

While waiting, we had a chat - and she was teasing me about me not having a man or some isht similar to that and said that she would make it her personal mission to find me one - in PRISON. My thoughts were : Oh, hell to da NO! A rehabilitated criminal who has been sex starved for lawd knows how long and probably been mad a bitch by other prisoners!!!! Thanks but no Thanks....

Just then the brother came through..... we were on the other side of the glass and steel cage thing! Then there he was..... The very first guy I thought I loved in my life!!!! Dressed in orange overalls and looking pale, sad and just miserable. I couldn't contain myself.... I ran off and came back again, mouth wide open as I was still trying to understand how he went from being a sweet boy (who cheated on me coz I wouldn't give it up) to a man arrested for armed robbery??? It was just so weird!!!!

We had a short almost meaningless talk - I honestly didn't know what to say to him, I hadn't seen him in about 10years. He asked that I buy him a coke, I just gave him a R100 so he can do whatever with it...... I don't know what goes on in there. I just felt sorry for him and knowing his father.... he probably doesn't much visits from family or friends - he never had much of those (shy).

I just couldn't believe it, all I kept saying for the rest of that day was "Hawu, Usfiso nkosi yami".

He asked for my number and gave him a wrong one, I have no reason really for doing that except that I feared him in some way.

Wow, how people's lives change nje. Says a lot about the decision we make regarding our lives!!!

Hello people.