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.

I'm being taught how to become a Gold Digger!

Good Morninng world..........



Question:



What the hell happened to good, honest love???



I mean, have we (Women & Men) all become these opportunists that only love the people we can gain certain things from other than old simple love.



It is shocking to see the extremes that some people go to, to "bag" so called conquests. This is somethings that happens - race and age doesn't matter.

This bugs me as much as "going with the flow" does. You know when you can't tell a person that you love them coz "oh my word, it's too early for that, you just have to go with the flow", I've asked this before..... How many flows does one have to go with before normal relationship. What happened to that old school lovin that our folks used to tell us about?

It's true what "they" say about us never finding that love that people felf in their hearts, when people used to be willing to do anything for love.

We, at this day... decide on who to love. It must be a strategic decision they say!

You'll be bitch-slapped as a man telling a girl that all you have to offer is love! What the fcuk will love do for her at the end of the day? It won't feed her or get her a townhouse and a ride. If I were a man, I'd be on some "Bitch, go get a job and buy your own isht!".

I am a joke to my friends coz I always hook up with broke niggas and if there is a monied man interested, I just cannot bring myself to be on a "let's blow his money" tip. Angazi nje!

So a chick I've recently met - who claims to be the Ultimated gold digger, she says Khanyi Mbau aint got shit on her!!! ha, ha, anyways she has taken it upon herself to teach how not to hook up with (and I quote) "useless niggaz who can't do shit for you besides sending you texts with too much nyif-nyaf and tellin you that you're the best thing to ever happen to them!"

I will fill you in on how that works out!!!

Looking at the brighter side of isht!

With all the bad things that have been happening to me........ I have decided to think positively about it.

I won't hate on a dude wearing a Manchester Tshirt (Dude who damaged my ride was wearing that), I will not do what most people do when they are single (shagging anything that walks just coz they can), I will not slack off at work (though it gets tough at times), and I will not talk badly about some people (even though they are idiots of note).

I am going to try and see the positive side of everything I find myself in, for instance..... they might have fcuked my my car but atleast I still have one, I didn't get hurt or I didn't run over a person or get into an accident.... I mean that's good right???? Even though I am spending a few thousands fixing my ride, the thing is.... I can always work harder to get more of them and the most positive part of that = I won't drink as much coz I will be too broke to afford booze!!! Now that (as much as I hate the thought of going for a weekend without an Amstel or Heineken) is good and healthy!!!!

I have a story to tell about a man on a mission @ the work place.......... But for now I have to go home!

Later!

I need to get something out of my chest.........









Our SAPS sucks ass big time!









Why??????




This morning I woke up to find my neighbour trying to tackle some moron who was trying to break into my car. He fcuked up the door on the passanger side, he didn't get a chance to take anything though.




Not so long ago some idiot stole my radio and now this... it is just out of hand and now what pisses me off the most is that they are costing me a hell lot of money. I have to pay for every isht they damage on my baby. To top it of,they seem to be only interestet in my ride only. There was a Golf, Polo and Sting parked next to mine but no they want my Corsa-rtjie!!!!




Well then off I went to the police station after calling in and waiting for them to come. I went in and it was jus a horrid expirience (I hardly go to that place, especially to report crime) and the service was terrible.... not, it was worse than terrible.

how I wish I had a scanner right now so you could see the piece of paper they gave me as reference. Oh and it gets better..... the lady that was taking down the statement refused to answer some of my questions regarding their procedures when it comes to cases like mine and if the finger printing people could come do their thing.

All that was pretty useless so I gave up after they gave a piece of paper with the SAPS stamp and some OB number.

That was on Monday. I have been hectically busy and car-less since then but now I am sorted! Apart from the unexpected expense of fixing my car........ all is good,it's gon be a long month, a long and broken one I say.

I am trying to update ya'll on as much as I can so........

I have my first gig as a dj next week, I'm not good yet but you know what I hope to hook up those tunes once have the crowd there is sloshed.

I am so writing a letter to MP News on how crappy our police service is.

Askies for disappearing like that but you know how it is when you work for someone else!!! They say jump, U ask how high - Then pretend to be satisfied with your job when friends ask you how work is!!!! Life????

I've had 2 breakdowns recently!!!! Won't into too much detail though.

Hollar.

Just so ya'll know...... they say I spend too much time on the "net", so I have to disappear for about a week or so!!! I have worked at a place where there are internet usage reports! Really, they have such here and it is darn frustrating, more so cos I cannot have a decent conversation with the people I work with.


But I am not going to bitch about that a lot. I promised to change and do less of that so here's to paying $ at a internet cafe so I can blog. yes, my phone is old like that, I can't do fokol on it.

Don't miss me too much!!!!

Later!

I just had to let ya'll know about this 42year old man in a crisis.... I wouldn't call it a mid-life crisis but ya.

This is a man with the typically ideal life.... in theory that is.
2 kids - boy and girl that are doing quite well at school, into sports and have good morals. A wife, a beautiful wife, with a slim figure, always dressed to the nines, a job at the gvt complex (legislature), a smart home at a security complex, 2 luxury cars.

I mean, if you are like me and you are looking at that picture from far, you'd think wow! That is a nice family.

Well problem is the man is confused to the last bit, he has had sex with a prostitute, with a tertiary kid, with a woman older than him and to a mo'f*cken fag.

(Do not ask me how I know this.... I am the goss-princess of Nelspruit, news just come to me... I just make sure how true they are.)

Ok, basically what I see here is a man who has it all but still feels incomplete or maybe there are more things to experience in life. That I haven't figured out that one yet.

Now I bumped to this man when I was doing my groceries and I just stood there staring at him as he went on about his business, he was actin too fag, more feminine than me (well, almost every one else is), but that was just too gross.

What was even worse was that he was wearing white linen pants................. with a white man-thong that showed when bent down to take a chocolate by the pay-point. Urgh.... I deliberately stood behind him in the hope that he would say something in a manner that would confirm my suspicions about him being gay!!!!! "F*ck me.................. slowly" was what came out of my mouth - in a low, whispery tone, the man turned around and said: "Ooh, darling I prefer it being given to me". for a second I thought I had heard wrong and given the fact that my mind is in slow-mode after 16H30, it only registered while driving back to my place.

Now, men.... tell me, how the hell do you go from being a normal man with all of that to being a person that lives 2 lives. One = straight loving husband and father and the other = a gay man.

I know it is becoming normal these day but I still cannot get that in my mind.

Someone make me understand

I know I have dated a man who told me 7 months down the line that he was shagging men (reason why he never brought the sex issue during our "relationship") and that he wasn't planning on stopping anytime soon as he was getting a lot of benefits in the process. Right, I was young then and had no thoughts of settling down and having kids and a proper home.

Now I am wondering if one will ever find a normal man when so many of them are choosing to get into same-sex relationships themselves.

There was a time a dated a woman for a whole year and even with that I still knew that it is something I def wouldn't want to do for the rest of my life... It doesn't make sense!

Madoda nashiya ubudoda benu nje, kwenzenjani???

Just nje.

I'm not crazy I'm just a lil' unwell..... La, la, la,la.....

That would be the song that is playing in my head at the moment!!!

I have just fallen in love with music all over again, went through my old cd's.... I am telling you music knows how to make one feel on top if isht.

And big-up to the crew that stole condoms & birth control pills.... hope it was for a good reason! I'm here thinking maybe, just maybe they want to be safe.

Condoms - for the obvious reasons +
Birth-control pills - for incase the condom breaks!!! results = no aids and def no unwanted pregnancies.

I hope I'm right. I wouldn't want to watch another episode of cutting edge with people mixing weed with birth-control pills like how they did with the ARV pills.

Phuza Thursday a.k.a Thirsty Thursday!!!

Office politiks are the pits, I am looking for a new job. LoL!!!!

How crappy can our justice system be?????

However Nqonde Balfour planned to justify the grounds which Shaik is released on is beyond me. Watched the interview on Morning Live (Yes people, I watch the news every morning, I just have selective memory when it comes to other issues).



Depression, Chest Pains and High Blood Pressure......... My Fcuckin black ass! Yeah I said it.



Why does this always happens in S.A, personally I think all three doctors, the minister and which ever judge got kick-backs.



How many days did Shaik spend at the actual prison cell like any other criminal out there???



As long as certain people still get special favours done for them, then the "justice system" is not really fair now is it.



If typical guy with a "not-so-good" background gets arrested for stealing R500 would be sentenced to 15years in jail, he would do his full time and if lucky get out on "good-behaviour" or some other reason but chances are that would happen after 5years.



Even if he fell ill, who would give a rats arse what happened, he is a criminal mos.



Imagine how the country would be if every criminal was release for being sick????



These "high-profile" people get away with everything.....



Jacky Selebi, Tony Yengeni, Zuma, Carl Niehaus, Shabbir, that drunk judge...... and that is just the few that come to mind right now.



Where is the fairness in that?



That is my 2c worth opinion.



Depression????? I still cannot get my head around that.... I bet every prisoner would naturally be depressed. He just misses the good life outside + with his millions accumalation so much interest, he sure as hell doesn't want to die not without spending it.





Nqonde couldn't even answer very straight forward questions......

LMBAO, I think I have a similar problem..... It hasn't gotten to the point of total regret!





Some people do look more attractive when I've been drinking than on any other normal day!!!


Shibby, Shibby!!!

I just couldn't help it!

It and 23year olds!

Oh what a weekend, sometimes it was nice and sometimes it was not........

Sometimes I was smashed and sometimes I pretended to be sober.

Sometime I slept for an hour the most and sometimes I forced myself coz I knew that as soon as my phone rings I would not be able to resist the temptation of being debauched.

Sometimes I lied about being flat broke so everything I drank after the wine was on other people, news cafe is not exactly cheap you know.

Sometimes I think there is just something about the number 23..... the last 3 guys I have met are all 23. I am still considering if the cradle snatching deal is IT or not.
Naturally men are ........... saying dumb would be an insult to the few intelligent ones I know.... but you know what I mean. J is really hot though and T has a tiny dick (don't ask how I know, I just do - all the signs are there). so ya, that's I am busy with.


Ooh, Ooh... on of my neighbours has a crush on me (sweet) but he is my neighbour + short and chubby = I assume a very young "willy" as well. I am sorry but I cannot move from explosive sex to a small dick that can't even last longer than 3minutes, I just cannot!!!!

I feel so dirty writing about this and all, especially coz I am at work, which means that I am obviously thinking about it while supposed to be working. Oh dear..... and all (I mean all) the guys I work with are not it.

Ok....

.......aren't I glad Feb is finaly over?!?!

Yup, it's a Friday again and I wish I can stick to my decision to stay in the whole weekend. I don't think I am in the mood of explaining to every second person who says "hi, when is man?" what actually happened coz really...... this is not one of those stories you tell to everyone (unless that person reads my blog).

I've interesting thoughts goin through my head... and one in particular got me laughing till my tummy ached. I can't remember which year it was but I its on my previous posts here. Well anyways, It was me and the "I am abstaining from sex" period!!!! I lost the plot after I could not contain myself anymore........ and now (coz I am with no man), am going to attempt sticking to that, till I get back on the field you know!

See, if I start doin the dirty with a random dude that I am not in a "thing" with.... then he sucks @ it, I'll probably do another one just to be sure if it was me or him who cannot do the deed.

Being known as a whore in Nelspruit is not exactly good (small towns and the way word spreads like wild fires). Now I am really trying to avoid that.......... I have absolutely have no desire to shag any of my past "lovers" and there aren't a lot of men that I find attractive in this place.

So ya that is my story!!!

Lesbians????????

Hmmmm, an interesting thought it is I say. Will def update on that should I find myself caught in between choosing dick over nanna or the other way around!!!!

Decisions!!!

There comes a time in every persons life when they have to make certain decisions.......... and now it is my turn to do that (yet again)!

Since BF now ex-BF left for pursue his mission of destroying his life (pardon me 4 not understanding), and he owes me about R6000 or so.... I have decided to pawn his tv set!

That is the most valuable thing (except moi) that he has, I want my money.... Yes, I too had fallen for the belief that if you love someone (a broke someone) don't be ashamed to spend money on him, lend him some if he needs it and yes, invest in him if you see some potential somewhere there in betweeen now and the future!!!!

I wasn't complaining or anything and I did most of it coz I just wanted to.

He had made his own decision as well - That he is quitting his job @ the bank without talkin to me first!!! Ok, so coz of that he didn't get paid and him not being pain means that I am not getting my money - especially now that I really need it. He left me there to pay the rent of that place alone, I have 2 traffic fines to pay coz of him (yes, he was in a way responsible for them), I have our cleaner to pay..... lawd knows she did his washing as well. He also has a fridge that doesn't look shabby @ all and he still cannot give me anything by the end of next month, I will pawn the damn thing..... hayi kabi!!!!!!!!



*******************now I will calm down & talk abt other things***********************


My toothless space is getting better or at least that is what I'd like to think. Had a beer last night, though the dentist told me not to, I just couldn't help it.

Later

My tooth!

I had that annoying tooth taken out this morning and I am suffering for it. I keep telling myself that it'll better coz Atleast I won't have to keep shoving grand-pa down the hole or spend money getting Dentoforte tablets to keep the pain down every time I eat or drink something cold.... and I can't have that, ya'll know that there's nothing better than a cold beer....not even sex itself! LoL.

Anyhoo.... ya, I am hungry and depressed but I can't do anything about that now can I?

I need to find out what it is that makes me so afraid of needles.... I almost punched that dentist when he came at me with that syringe. Last week we had HIV tests @ work and it took me 10minutes, running around and begging then not to kill me... then I got that small prick...

I thought I had stories to tell but not.... maybe if I feel a little better I'll think of one.

For now though the left pert of my face is just numb and I am hating it for making me look as if I am angry (angry people are ugly) when I am not. Urgh and that taste of blood in my mouth, isht, as if being on my period wasn't enough to make me gag!