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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.

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Note to self #7

9 Mar

Do not fall in love if you are not willing to risk being hurt.

Being clingy will get you no where and in the end the only person you can trust completely is yourself.

Twenty-two Years Of Awesome

9 Mar

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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.

Picture Day (Photo frenzy #2)

25 Feb

I wrote a post last week about posting at least one pic a week on my blog. Okay at the time it seemed like such a good idea but now that I went out with my sis yesterday and asked her to take some pics of me, I am not so sure. Well you can see from the pictures below why my sister is always laughing at my hair. I could treat it but I am saving my last money to buy her a present for her birthday next week.

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Please do not mind the hair

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No that is not where I live…

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I would have smiled but really there was nothing to smile about

Versatility Just Got Sexier

25 Feb

When I started this blog and got my first like I never imagined that a time will come when I would actually have followers that would think my posts were worth reading let alone keep checking it from time to time. I have to say this is truly amazing. Back then for like the first month, I had to force my family and some friends to always check my blog and even though I was just forcing them, I was still always happy when they actually did it.

Now look at me, I just got my second award, how unbelievable is that? I just got THE VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD. (This is the part where you clap for me now) 😀

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Thank you, Readful Things Blog for nominating me for this award. I can’t even begin to explain how it makes me feel and what it truly means to me. okay I can but it will turn into a mini novel and I may end up boring everyone :). But at least I can say this, I LOVE YOUR BLOG

Versatile Blogger Rules 

  • Display the Award Certificate on your website
  • Announce your win with a post and link to whoever presented your award
  • Present 15  awards to deserving bloggers
  • Drop them a comment to tip them off after you’ve linked them in the post
  • Post 7  interesting things about yourself.

THE CHOSEN ONES (my nominees)

  1. Second Hand Surfer
  2. Pooja Gupta
  3. Stephie
  4. Zoelost
  5. lunastarla
  6. MyIshoes
  7. Hakuna Matata
  8. Green embers
  9. Just a girl
  10. The Square Flea
  11. Usman Hashmi
  12. anarbitrator
  13. angelic Reader

To Be Continued..

SEVEN INTERESTING THINGS ABOUT ME (This is going to be hard..I am boring)

  1. I have never been to the beach
  2. I am so tall I would make a baby giraffe look like a midget
  3. I am an awesome cook, well at least its what people say… no one has died from food poisoning yet.
  4. I have a sick obsession with boots though I am like so broke these days I can not even afford to buy a second hand pair. Tragic I know
  5. I have this amazing smile that people go mad and even blind just setting their eyes on it. I once took part in a beauty contest, with a bathing suit and everything, I didn’t win so obviously I am ugly or something.
  6. I have an addictive nature, whatever that means.
  7. I am scared of dogs,more so than snakes I imagine but I want or wish to own a German Shepherd.

Note To self #6

22 Feb

You need to stop Face-booking too much. Most Facebook friends are like the pet cat, you can tell him your problems  but he will not offer a solution. 100% of the time, he just doesn’t even care.

The Night Visitor

22 Feb

The sound of my sister’s phone goes off and I am awoken from my all so perfect sleep. Opening my eyes I find I cannot see a thing. Darkness is all that is around me. Another black out obviously. Stupid ZESCO. Even in my sleepy state I can’t help but get angry at probably the worst Electricity supply company in the world.

Still a bit disoriented from sleep I hear a familiar sound by my window. Someone is trying to open it and from the cold night breeze that swiftly washes over my body, making me shiver I know they have succeeded.

My first thought is to scream but that is immediately taken over by fear and my body has gone numb, almost frozen. I cannot move.

I feel the weight of something push down on my bed and it seems to be moving closer, closer to my body. At that moment I know I should do something, jump out of  the bed and run, call out to my parents in the next room, grab a shoe and hit it, anything but I just lay there and pretend I am asleep.

A thought comes to my mind, any minute now they will reach my throat and they will kill me. This is the worst way to go, surrounded by darkness. I will probably never see my family again, never graduate, never get married, and never see my boyfriend again. This is just too much.

Just then I feel something on my bum. The touch is so gentle, almost like I am imagining it. Oh no, please just kill me, do not rape me also. Get up! Move! Scream! But still my body is frozen, not listening to any of my orders. It is almost like my brain no longer functions, except to help me feel fear and I guess in the next moment it will be pain.

Hearing some movement on the bed next to mine, I suddenly remember my sister is in the room with me. Oh God no, I was ready to accept whatever fate had been laid out for me, but my poor sister, I could not handle that.  Life suddenly comes back into my body and a plan is made. Not a good one but desperate times.

Shifting in the bed and making it seem like I was just stretching, I reach over to the foot of my bed. I grab the fork I had been using just some hours ago, happy that my bad eating habits and my inability to take back the plate and fork to the kitchen might just save not only my life but my sisters too.

All of the sudden the room goes bright, the power is back on. Wow ZESCO can you seriously suck any more than you already do? I hate you so much. In that moment I know this is the only chance I will get to strike the potential Murderer/ rapist on my bed. Getting up with all I have, the dirty fork in hand and probably the strength of an army inside of me, I turn and launch myself preparing to come face to face with the intruder. Oh please, let this work.

Just as I am about to strike I find myself staring in familiar eyes, eyes so innocent and big, I can’t help but sigh with relief. All this time I was freaking out and it was just Mr. Rebels, my sisters pet cat. What did I almost do?

I laugh at myself but I know nothing about this is funny; I almost stabbed my sister’s cat with a fork. Talk about an over active imagination. I could not even remember that we own a cat. I guess that is what you get for reading vampire novels and watching too many serial killer movies.

School Memories

21 Feb

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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.

Photo frenzy

21 Feb

Oh my, I can’t believe I can not remember the last time I took a picture. Not even my Facebook or twitter have new Pictures. I think I can blame it on my never ending bad hair days and fashion disasters. Its true. The first thing my sister says to me when she gets back from school is what are you wearing? followed by What the hell happened to your hair?  I just do not feel as good about taking photos as I used to be. Its weird because believe me I used to pose for pics like each day and had like over 10 pictures a day. Of course I never showed anybody all of them, but I did upload one on Facebook every once in a while just so people who no longer live near me do not forget how I look like.

So I have decided that from now on, I will be taking at least two pictures each week and posting them, who knows maybe I will start feeling better about myself.

Well until then, I will have to kick start this venture with some old pictures.

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Note to self #5

20 Feb

Don’t ever read FIFTY SHADES OF CRAP GREY again. Stick to the books you love.

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