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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?

-Dee

Race – How the world showed its shallowness.

9 Aug

There is only one race, the human race.

There is only one race, the human race.

“There is only one race: The Human Race.”

They say people have a tendency to hate or be afraid of the things they do not understand…things that are different. That sentence would have stuck if this were the 1300s.

Looking at the world now, with all the technological advancements, medical discoveries and how everything a person needs to know is just a “google” away, it is surprising and appalling to see that there are people who still judge others because of the colour of their skin.

The fact of the matter is that when we all bleed our blood is red.
Now unless some people bleed out chocolate or poop out diamonds and rainbows I don’t think anyone has the right to be cruel and be a part of the shallow people that think racism is “normal”.

I love how children in nursery behave, they do not see brown or black or white…to them all they see is friendship and someone who they can be on a see-saw with. The problem comes in when the parents who believe that their children should only mix or be friends with those they share skin colour with. Stop trying to drag the human race back to a dark era.

Be part of the movement and think of the big picture. Racism breeds hate and gives way to violence. All of which just brings us back to the never ending cycle of hate crime and more bloodshed.

SAY NO TO RACISM

The Return Of The Blogger

4 Aug

Hello people of the blogosphere, after months of being MIA I am happy to say that I think it’s time I came back.

School was rather stressful and with little to no access to the internet it was almost impossible to blog. But now I am back and hope I can still do this.

I am not sure the direction in which my blog will go now and part of me kind of wanted to start a new one. Fresh start and all. But for the time being I will stick to my very first blog, kind of hard to let it go.

To all my followers I hope my new posts will still be “entertaining” to you and that you continue leaving your thoughts and comments like before.

Forever a blogger,
-Dee

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.

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.

Would you hire this man?

19 Feb

application

I am still not sure if this letter is real but you have got to wonder.

When I see stuff like this, I know I my parents made the right choice sending me to school. Though at the time, It all seemed like school was all about meeting friends, gossiping, crushes and making fun of teachers. At least I learnt what to do and not to do when applying for a job or anything.

And just in case you do not know, I will just put down one things never to include in a formal letter . no matter how desperate you are

  1. Probably not a good idea to state that you want the job of a deceased guy, whose funeral you just happened to attend, they might just think you did it. You know, murdered someone so you can have his job.

But I might be wrong, it is not even like I am some super powered letter writing genius, I have only ever written like three formal letters myself.

  • One was to apply for a student lawn
  • one was to apply for campus accommodation
  • one was apply for an attachment or internship at a mine (I haven’t yet sent this one, well partly because I just want to “chill”his vacation)

I just had to share this. Lets hope you have learnt something.

Obviously the joker / weirdo who wrote the above “letter” was high and his desperation for a job clouded his logic such that he ended up acting on crazy impulse and made a total fool of himself

Obviously the man who sent the sample letter above was just your every day “Go-getter”, he wanted a job and he went after it with everything he had. I will commend him for well putting himself out there at least?

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I Quote A Famous Person #3

19 Feb

You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams. – Dr Seuss

To Follow back or not To Follow back…That is the question

14 Feb

follow

I do not know about the rest of you, but ever since I started blogging I like following blogs that have humor  and a personal feel to them. The kind of blogs that have at least something to do with writing, poetry, books, and well anything I can really feel good about reading and will not make me sad for more than 5 hours. But then again I pretty much read anything, its like my brain and my eyes are programmed to just see and react to words. If i see writing, I will read it.

Now most of the time when I follow a blog, I never really expect them to follow me back ( low self esteem issues and the like). but when they do.. wow. Its a great feeling.

I just wanted to get other people views on the matter,because for me, personally I like following back when a blogger follows me well except the porn umm whats the word, “mature” themed ones. I guess I am not yet free to openly follow such. Weird I know

I Hear The Music And Therefore I dance

14 Feb

dancing

A smile creeps on my face as the song birds sing.

my body sways to that beautiful melody,

the sun never shined so bright

the water never tasted better

the colors never seemed brighter.

It is almost like the world has been born anew

all to accommodate my ever-growing appreciation for it.

I could have sworn I heard “walking on sunshine”

playing loudly in the background

my body and soul dances to the beat of it

and my heart rejoices.

I feel alive,

I feel complete,

I feel like I am floating,

sweaty palms,

the heavy breathing,

the endless possibilities.

I know the world can not understand

They think I am losing my mind

they do not see what I see

they can not feel what I am feeling

the warmth,

the comfort,

the love.

It’s like an illness,

you can explain what you are feeling

people can see how bad it makes you act

but no one knows how intense it really is

no one but YOU.


FROM THE PROMPT     

“Those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”  – Friedrich Nietzsche

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.

TOP TEN WAYS TO AVOID/ GET OUT OF CELEBRATING VALENTINE’S DAY

  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 🙂

xoxo

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