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Graduate Things

9 Aug

The thoughts in most students minds while in University are usually that they will find lucrative job offers immediately upon completing. As a former student take it from me, I actually believed I would have companies and organisations lining up to take me aboard their money making ships.

You can imagine my surprise when I was suddenly thrown into the world of unemployed youth and Government Job freeze. A world where I keep reading about how 3000 youths apply for a job that is looking for ONLY22 people. How the Government let’s off 150 people because the Nation’s budget can not allow the pay of all of them. A world where every employer is only looking to hire someone who has 3-5 years work experience.
It makes me wonder exactly how one is supposed to get that work experience when no one is willing to hire them in the first place. Most people I know have at tops 6 months experience because of the various internships and industrial attachments they had. So are we going to forever be overlooked and left out because we are so fresh our of College that we don’t even know how much we are worth?

I had my graduation of the 24th of July, 2014 and at this point all I feel if fear. Fear that I may stay at home longer than I planned. Fear that my best years are passing by and that my once fresh and sponge like brain will dry up by the time someone decides to give me a chance to prove myself. So my “Best Graduating Student Award” hangs in my room and makes me laugh each time I look at it because it makes me think “what was the point of all that hard work and all the sweat if I am just going to spend my days at home?” Most of the people I talk to keep asking where it is that I am working and I guess it is coming as a shock to them when I explain that I am just at home, still living with my parents.

The biggest shock or let me say the thing that hurt the most is seeing people who graduated some 2 or 3 years earlier than me complaining about how they can not find employment in the country and how opportunities are not coming up. Most keep talking about the high levels of corruption and nepotism in the workplace and as I have no idea if it’s true or not I really can not comment about it.

But I have learnt quite a few things in my six months after writing my last University paper.

  1. Life isn’t as easy after University as most students imagine.
  2. You will regret wasting your student loan money on shoes and booze once you realise you should have been putting some into your savings account.
  3. Being the best graduating student doesn’t mean you will be the first person to get a job.
  4. The people everybody looked down on will most likely be the most successful.
  5. The Government doesn’t exactly have the best interest of everyone in mind. At times they just want to make themselves richer.

But maybe that is just me. I have a friend who believe that positivity and what you think you will get is most likely what the universe will give you. So as I lie here in my bed feeling a bit depressed and scared for my future, I will be positive and believe that I will get a 5 figure salary job and I will live in the city with the man of my dreams and my dream home…balcony, herb garden, garden swing and all.
I mean if we can’t even have part of the dream, what’s the point of even waking up in the morning right?



So What if I touched it?

6 Aug

You know how at times you just want to do something crazy that people do not expect from you? Well that happened to me today when I was in town about to go for lunch with my sister.

There are these old messed up payphones in the streets that I have always been seeing around but never paid that much attention to for as long as I could remember. Well today as I was walking by I suddenly got the idea of taking a picture near one and pretending to be making a call.

I got so excited about the whole thing and begged my sister to quickly take some fun pictures. Obviously she agreed and we had a laugh about it all. The other people in the street well let’s just say they looked at us like a couple of crazy people. (Screw them). It made the experience that much more fun anyway.

Being the sharing freak that I am I immediately shared the pictures on Facebook and while some of my friends found it funny that anyone can still use a pay phone in this day and age others found it “gross” and “disturbing”.

Okay fine, maybe the thing hasn’t been used in like decades or whatever but come on it was a cool picture.


Quick Question…

9 Mar

When it comes to personal blogs, how much is too much when it comes to sharing? Keeping in mind that the stuff you are about to offload online might just be seen by pretty much anyone with internet access and a love of reading.

P.S: I ask this because I can not afford a shrink and I feel like I am about to start posting some really personal stuff…Diary style.

Twenty-two Years Of Awesome

9 Mar

birthday girl

Long ago in a land far far away, there lived a family of six; a mother, a father and their 4 daughters. It was a time before Facebook and twitter and mom jeans and plaid were all the rage.

A prophesy from a highly qualified fortune teller known as a doctor said “in less than a year, a time will come when your family of six will become a family of seven and you will experience the greatest joy imaginable…by imaginable it means that you have probably experienced it four times already but you get my point.” with that the fortune teller disappeared and the family was left to ponder on what had just been said.

Months later the family was excited and probably on cloud nine because the day was finally upon them when they would be blessed with a little angel baby. March 9th 199x had finally arrived and on that fateful day, they put on their favorite outfits (Which in the 90s was probably a fashion disaster and looking at the pictures now, one might die of laughter and shock at the sight of what people wore). The whole land was in awe and many people traveled from lands so far away that it took them literally weeks to reach their destination. I suppose they guessed or calculated the exact moment the angelic princess would arrive, who knows. Strange things used to happen back then I imagine.

The ruler of the land suggested they make March 9th a public holiday but the village folk said it would make the princess get even more big headed than she already was, like seriously the girl had a ginormous head. So the public holiday idea was flushed down the toilet. Literally. 

The girl was so beautiful and adorable,even though her head looked like a loaf of bread, that her life was no longer safe. Her innocence was believed to heal all manner of  sadness and depression. Just looking upon her almost oval face, your day would suddenly seem brighter and you could not suppress the smile hat would eventually appear on your face. Weird creatures and witches wanted to kidnap her and use her beauty for their own evil plans so the family left the land, changed their last name to something so not believable and the little girl grew up away from all the danger.

Okay so maybe that is not exactly what happened 22 years ago today but its kind of, sort of maybe a bit something like that. Okay to tell you the truth I never imagined I would ever reach this point, I have to say I do feel really old. Like I should be married with my own house and everything… but no way am I giving up the free food and warm blankets that I enjoying since I live with my parents. I do not know why people move out of their parents houses, this is like the sweetest deal ever. 😀 hahahahaha

I have to confess that though it is a happy birthday and all, with the cake and presents and all those Facebook posts and texts, I kind of miss The boyfriend, or not boyfriend depending on who you ask really (I do not know why i just shared that.) . Worst case scenario, the day eventually ends and I find out he actually forgot its even my birthday, that will suck.

I think I have enough birthday cake to feed like 30 people, thanks to my mom so if anyone wants a piece I can email you some.

School Memories

21 Feb


The one thing I used to like most about my first year of  University were the fish ponds. Weird I know. Now I feel bad each time I am walking around because they have really stopped looking after them.  I do not see that many fish and the water levels are almost always dangerously low.

It’s Almost Valentine’s Day…Everybody Hide.

13 Feb

My dear and fellow earthlings, the dreaded “lovers day” is almost upon us.

freaking out

You know, when couples do romantic things for each other,things they have neglected from the start of the year and will obviously continue neglecting after the 14th.  Nothing like looking forward to getting flowers only once a year or hearing those three magic words that may or may not go AWOL again until the next February 14th.

I imagine it is an awesome experience I guess and this year I am spending my with one of the most amazing people I know..ME.  That is great because I am really looking forward to getting nothing.

How are you spending yours if I may ask?

I have some advice for those of you who are not looking forward to it. It might be that you are single or do not have enough money to spend or you just do not want because the idea of seeing red everything is making your head hurt. I have come up with a list, I hope it helps. Boycotting something has never been this fun. Please keep in mind that most of these are for the single people.


  1. The first one I am sure most people have tried it. Come up with a ridiculous argument, you do not even need to win just make it dramatic. When valentine’s day comes act like you are still upset. Spend the day in bed or doing all the things you love. If you are working, sorry. Make up on the 15th. Can anyone say make up sex 
  2. Do not under any circumstances watch TV or listen to the radio…the whole schedule is going to be full of valentine’s day shows. I kid you not, it doesn’t matter is it is Disney or HBO. If you have a PVR, start recording none valentine’s day shows now to watch tomorrow. Read a book, why not A Game Of Thrones??
  3. Pretend tomorrow is any other day or better pretend it is another of your favorite holidays. Put on a “likumbi lyamize” outfit or a halo-ween costume if you have to. It can even be Christmas, this is great if you have a Santa fetish, you can even put on the beard and everything. Just hope the red does not remind you of “the day which must not be named’
  4. As soon as you finish reading this point, set the date to February 15 even though it is the 13th. if you do not want to be extreme just do it for your phone and take down the calendars for a day. When you wake up tomorrow, it will obviously be the 16th (your phone says so).  celebration avoided.
  5. If someone asks you to spend the day with them, tell them that your neighbor’s best friend’s sister in-law’s cousin’s boyfriend’s cat died and you are attending the funeral. They will understand.
  6. Switch of your phone, the last thing you need are forwarded cheesy chain messages that will make you want to hurl.  If you have important phone calls that you can not miss, keep your phone on but please IGNORE ALL valentine’s day related texts or calls.
  7. Do your laundry, if everything is clean you can do anyone’s laundry that is in the house. Hey you know what they say “Cleanliness is next to Godliness”
  8. Facebook is a no-no for you. The last thing you need is all your friends in relationships rubbing it in your face about how amazing their day is, especially since you are avoiding it. If you love social networking so much, join good reads. You will not regret it.
  9. Have a zombie movie marathon, everything you can get your hands on. Resident Evil, Dawn of the dead, The devils rejects, Creation of the dead, A Zombie stole my lunch, Your money or your brains, Zombie Apocalypse  Run Run the zombies are coming, the works. (p.s some of these titles are totally made up)
  10. Start gardening. If you enjoy it so much continue with it even after the 14th.

Well there you have it, you can thank me later 🙂


Obsessed With Hair

29 Jan

fiveImagine you had really hard kinky and not so sexy hair, you know the kind that makes you want to always wear a hat or a scalf what would you do? Well do what I


do, two words “HAIR EXTENSIONS’ or  if you are like the other people who think hair

extensions are gross and would rather die than do it, well you can always just perm your hair and make it more manageable. but again if you are a nature freak and would rather cut off your toe than put chemicals in your hair, then I am sorry I dont know what I can tell you.

This post is about my insane obsession with trying out different hairstyle and seeing how different each makes me look and feel. Well ofcourse my mom hates it when I do weaves and stuff but she doesnt understand how difficult it is to manage and maintain my seven


own hair. Not only that but i have really sensitive hair, if that is even possible. A week of constantly combing it and it starts falling out and goes back to being short again. it is frustrating.

I would like to type more but I havent blogged in so long I fear my poor grammar will start showing and I will end up making a total fool of myself, so I have decided to just post pictures of myseff and hope that will give an idea of what I am talking about. Some of them are pictures of me with my natural hair ofcourse. You can tell me if you agree with my mom or if extensions win.






9 Apr

University, college or whatever it is that other people go to after spending five years of high school being bullied, laughed at for being weird, unnoticed, and for the lucky few being the popular girl or boy.
In a little over two weeks, I will be going back to university for my third year and up to now it still gets me down.
I remember my first year like it was last week, I had packed my suitcases (well actually my sister packed for me, I suck at packing. I never quite manage it without my sister, even just folding messes me up) but since I was not sure if I was given a room on campus, I just went with a huge hand bag with just a change of clothes and some other things. Anyway upon arrival on campus I found out that I was not accommodated on campus. I remember feeling so stranded and me and my friends (three of them) had to spent that first night in a room with nine other girls. The three of us slept on the floor, and there were three on both single beds and the others slept on the counter looking thing in the room. I kept wondering if the rest of the year was going to be like this.
The following day was not any better, after spending the whole morning and afternoon registering by the time it was 15 i was so exhausted and drained.
Then when me and my friends went back to the room because we needed to rest, we just found suitcases outside with the owner saying we could not spend the night there again. That sucked. I called home crying that this was too much for me, I wanted to go back home.
By day three we managed to find an affordable boarding house near campus, but that place really sucked. We had no electricity for two weeks and the landlord owned this shotgun that he kept firing at night to scare away the thieves. I guess the most important thing regardless of all that was that I cleared all my courses and managed to make it to second year.
Then just like in my first year, I was still not accommodated last year. I tried looking for someone I can squat with but everything that I came across ended up not working out and so I gave up on living on campus again. Well in the end, i spent my entire year at a boarding house with goats, chickens and ducks. Plus it was so far away that I missed most of my lectures because I felt lazy to wake up at 05:00am and I just did not feel like going to class. I didnt just fit in anywhere, even after an entire year.
I lived at a freaking farm house and the smell, and goat droppings, lets just say that at the end of the year I could not even smell it.
My boyfriend kept laughing at me and always told me to move to somewhere else, but No I didnt move. I do not know why.
I remember this lecture that I attended like four times the whole year, I used to go and write the tests though.
I spent most of my second year being depressed and just sleeping until like until 10am. I cant even remember what was putting me down.
I am glad that I cleared all my courses again. Even though the grades were not that impressive.
So here I am again, a third year student still not knowing where I am going to be sleeping for the next 10 months. It doesnt really help that I dont know that many girls and the few that I do know are in the same situation as me.
Any way I have come this far, I will not let something as small as accomodation slow me down.


7 Apr

Well as I said in an old blog entry of mine A PASSION FOR FASHION, you can  follow the link to read it (  ), me and my elder sister Patricia decided to make some dresses. Today I am pleased to say that we are done and it is my utmost pleasure to blog about them and share them with you guys ( the ones that read my blog..thanks by the way).

Well you can tell me what you think of them and please tell your designer friends or boutique owner friends about us ( that would be so cool 😀 ) who knows we might just make it in the fashion world some day. But for now, selling them to my neighbours and the people around will be enough 🙂




The sound of rain outside is not really helping me right now.

27 Mar

Laying in bed, covered up to my neck in my winnie the pooh/ mickey mouse blanket (a bit of a disney freak, I love mickey mouse…always have) I am wondering why on earth am I still up? This is not healthy. It is well past midnight and everybody else in the house has long passed out and drifted off to dream land. Leaving me alone, staring at the ceiling and listening to the rains outside. Which if I may add is not helping at all.

It is times like this I wish I was someone else, preferably someone who does not suffer from extreme insomnia. Like my nephew maybe. 20:30 pm and he is already knocking on sleep’s door(i am not sure if that expression exists but I am going to use it anyway). I really do not think it is fair that some people just find it easier to sleep and I am always the last one to join the party on the other side.

Maybe I should try sleeping pills, I hear they help alot with people like me. Ha ha people like me, that makes it sound like I am a weird breed of a human doesnt it?

On top of everything the thunder storm / lightning attack happening outside is making me act like a little girl and cover myself protectively in fear. All these years and I still can not get over this fear.

Well after alot of failed attempts to sleep I have finally decided to just get up and post a random blog entry about how awful it is to be the only human awake in the house…now i know how that guy felt in CAST AWAY. So alone.

It is like sleep thinks I am not worthy of it or something cruel like that. I have been good, I dont even litter or mistreat animals. I am not a bad person…atleast I think I am not.

If I was a vampire I would be fine with all this ‘sleep all day and stay up all night’, but that is not the case. I am not a sexy beast with fangs. I am not having that eternal youth and sex appeal that draws people in. There is no beauty sleep for me and I will probably look like smeagol in the morning. So all this, it is really not doing me any good.

Whatever. I guess it is movie watching until it is 4am because that is when sleep usually decides to pay this sleep deprived poor human person a visit.

I am not happy.


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