Kanye West - POWER

Well Done

So the educators of South Africa are striking. (AGAIN)... But on my way to varsity this morning i walked past a school and at that specific time it was their interval, or first break. Found hundreds of kids playing outside and having fun, saw prefects and most important TEACHERS!

This got me thinking, i am actually proud of these teachers as they weren't striking to gain something, but they were at school for the benefit of these small kids. Brooklynds Primary, North Pine.

Ja, so that was the highlight of my Tuesday...

BackStabbers

Being a student one learns to make new friends and meet many new people. But till now i have noticed that friends are only their in your 1st year... anything after that it becomes man for himself and God for us all.

Yes i know what you thinking, but sometimes one wants a friend and not a class mate. But as soon as you follow the class mate route you get dubbed as "selfish" or whatever.

Varsity students are the biggest back stabbers ever.

So yeah, you know what DUB ME!!

Are you the closet?

Are you that friend that the others confide in? Do you have info on your friends that can change their lives forever? Does that not make you feel that a closet full of old and new clothes. I can just imagine what will happen if that closet has to opened and cleaned out. The crap thing is that in life we all have our own shit to deal with, now these people come and entrust us with some of their shit as well. Yes friends are there to do these types of things but most friends make it a bad habit.

Think about how full your closet is and how long you will be able to keep it closed. Also think about what effects the opening of your closet will have on the lives of the people and on yours...

The real test has started

So ja. I've been waiting to run my mouth about this!!

The current springboks coach a.k.a Pieter de villiers has just been given his REAL FIRST TEST coach. Since being appointed as coach he hasn't really been tested, only criticized. Criticized for saying stupid things most of the time. OK he's actually joke if you think about it. We watch rugby to hear what stupid shit he gonna be talking after the match. But enough of that.

He was given the #1 rugby team in the world, all he had to do was maintain it. which he has done well to a certain extent, but now he is being tested as a coach for the first time.So he hasn't really done jack shit, till now.

The question is will he stand the test of time?

Moenie van jou hart n moorkuil maak nie

Moenie van jou hart n moorkuil maak nie, lots of friends told me that at high school.

It means not to bottle up your emotions. The way I see it, we can only take a certain amount of pressure before blowing up. Almost like a tube or tyre or something. Those are wise words though, we always feel better after talking about something. Sometimes guilty or bad, but good in the end. The only problem with talking is that the words can lead to various outcomes, some unexpected. As the saying goes, “the pen is mightier than the sword” but the word is more direct and in your face, nothing you can do about it.

A Series of Thoughts, an Episode of Emotions

I was never raised around perfection but around hard work and determination, but I grew up around it. This was confusing as I as my own person never knew where I really belonged. This created the adaptable, flexible person that I am. I was always confused between what I wanted to do and what I was expected to do. I could not do what was expected from me, as I was cheating myself as a person and I could not do what I wanted as there were certain expectations and I saw too much disappoint in my lifetime and would rather die than disappoint.
This does say a lot about me, about what I am, who I am, and how I go about doing things.

I guess this made me the person that does not do anything without have any form of ulterior motive, good or bad. This was the only way of fulfilling expectations and personal needs, killing two birds with one funky ass stone.
I guess I never stayed true to myself, or maybe I have finally found myself, who knows...