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Day 231-237 [Day 3/90]: When one door closes…

On Thursday, Cutie and I finally closed the door on us. I pleaded my case for the last time and he explained for the last time. I cried for the last time. And he held me for the last time. Twas hella painful and I wondered how I would get through a whole day of work on Friday. I hardly managed all morning. Calmed down into the afternoon and was all perked up by the evening, looking forward to dancing off all the bad vibes. I got my face made up and headed downtown, hoping for a slight case of amnesia.

I figured with some liquid courage and professional make-up, I could do like the alchies and

fake it til (I) make it … continue reading this entry.

Day 154-180 (+3): I AM KOPANO!

The last month has been insane and for the most part, I ain’t where I wanna be. Sure, I’m being challenged on the daily by this new gig and I’m all about being challenged to the max. But I’ve never ever ever been this stressed out. I guess it’s only fitting that LIVE TV is the third most stressful job in the world. Sure, I got to meet DJ DRAMA but really now…Does that make it worth it..?!
I asked to be challenged, not to go out the same way as Michael Jackson (with a dam heart attack). I mean I’m currently in a space that saw me be unable to blog for over a month because things are that hectic and crazy and insane and BUSY! And all I really wanna do is put on some Marvin Gaye and

get it on … continue reading this entry.

Day 131 -138: When It All Falls Down…


I’ve spoken about those life-(altering)wedgies that come and take you by surprise just when you are beginning to love life. Or at least get into a rhythm.You know those times when everything is going right. You ain’t fighting with nobody. Drama is down to a minimum. You’ve made peace with the stuff that you can’t change. You’re making major strides in the departments that you can control and on top of it all, you’ve met a new dude who makes the old dude look like a chump. A chump that didn’t deserve your time in the first place. Your favourite song(s) keeps playing (The Dream-Rockin that Thang and Every Girl- Young Money and Drake-Best I Ever Had) and your crush digs you too so much that you can hardly believe your luck. But you don’t believe in luck so you can hardly believe your destiny. Complete with an atom-bomb of good vibes, lust and like infused electricity! I call it ZING, he calls it chemistry! OMG… the chemical infusion happening within can’t be good for you but it feels sooooo gooood!

And then all of a blue moon, the Script-Writer sends out a DEFCOM 5 [http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Defcon]! ‘

AY! Don’t get too comfortable’

, He warns. … continue reading this entry.

Day 108-111: Shut Up, Just Shut Up Shut Up…

Back in high school, I dated some triflin’ niggas. Popular but hella dodge tertiary guys who would cheat on me. And my fellow female pupils would be more than happy to let me in on my boyfriends’ indiscretions. Coz that’s how real it would get in high school. Women-on-women violence. But they would be the first to hook up with him straight afterwards despite his shady track-record. Or worse still, these girls would knowingly hook up with dude even though they knew he was unavailable…
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Day 104-107: Kingdom Come…

A dramatic build up often concludes in an equally undramatic anti-climax! You’ll walk away and be on some… That’s it?! Really now? Really?! No… Seriously!

Today was a day of firsts… Let’s start with my first time hosting the 4AM-5AM slot. Dude! I really thought I would be less nervous which in turn turned out to be my biggest challenge (please note that I didn’t say ‘difficulty’. I picked that up from a guest lecturer, the other day. It’s a mere obstacle… A lil hill…) was my anxiety. Self-inflicted n absolutely self-indulgent… It appears that in those moments, I forgot the teachings from A New Earth and Dr Gary Zukav… Nerves amount to selfish energy because it makes the situation only about you. It’s not only about me but also the people listening and being subjected to poor radio because I’m way too self-involved to step out of MY anxiety to give them a decent show… Now I’m feeling like even though I get the above, I’ve gone from selfish to self-pity… Well, either way, there’s no room for egoism! Just Do It!

… continue reading this entry.