Day 121-127: Kiss My Swag

{ 8 June, 2009 @ 16:34 } · { Work }
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That’s my new term. I’ve officially replaced “kiss my ass” with “kiss my swag”. Simply in the interest of discharging the eeuuw factor.
And best of all it got published on coz that’s how much I rock… lol… and if you don’t like it… you can KISS MY SWAG!


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A modern alternative to kiss my ass. A sarcastic comment said by those that are on the hustle and receive madd luv or madd hate for it.
Ignant Hater: I like your Lambo and all but it would look better if it was white….
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Day 118-120: Finally….Radio Chapter I

{ 2 June, 2009 @ 11:27 } · { Work }
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**This is actually my blog from an internal site but I found it to be so spot on and a lil too honest that I just had to share it with you guys….

I’ve been meaning to blog about my on-air escapades for a minute… so lemme break it down a lil… It’s been a week since my second attempt at GroundZero. For all intensive purposes, I killed it compared to my premiere show five days before that.

I figure that I let the hype get to me during the first show. In between the “oh my goshes” and “oh my goodneses”, I pretty much failed to be the cool big sis that listeners would like to have. I was like a groupie. Dude!

Lesson learnt: Dude! just be you!

As Em would say … … continue reading this entry.

Day 112-117: Seven Days Was A Long Shot!

{ 30 May, 2009 @ 23:02 } · { Love, Work }
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In a day, God created man. And when the sun set that evening, he looked at Adam and said, ‘Hotdam I’m rock long time…’ and then he went drinking at the Eden river, with the angels, to celebrate…
It’s taken double that time for me and Shorty to restart fighting after just making up. Ya neh. We couldn’t even go the seven that I spoke of in my last post. There’s really no point in getting into why we are fighting now [but for completeness sake, here’s the jist- we were supposed to go out to some birthday gig on Thursday night and he took a unilateral decision to cancel our plans. Something about being tired and under-dressed. I was not impressed. I flipped at him for being a fader. He claimed we could do it on Friday. Nothing happened Friday. Instead he was out with his mates. Which was all apparently unplanned. I just keep thinking I’m way to pretty to be dealing with such non-issues. Plently guys wanna spend time with me. Why am I still here? For what!? When it really appears as though, I ain’t wanted.] I’m just sick of it. It’s like the bad is superceding the good. It’s so bad, I’m thinking of drawing up a list. Either of Pro’s n Con’s or of things that he does that I absolutely despise. He can also draw up the latter with regards to me and if we gonna work at this, those lists must be adhered to, otherwise it’s an indication of disrespect and sheer carelessness. Which speaks volumes. … continue reading this entry.

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

{ 24 May, 2009 @ 22:04 } · { Life, Love, Work }
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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…

{ 20 May, 2009 @ 14:44 } · { Life, Work }
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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!

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Day 93-103: Magic Moments Part III

{ 16 May, 2009 @ 22:41 } · { Love }
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And then the magic moment happened…

Well, maybe it was not so much a magic moment coz I don’t think my life changed in that instance but the way I looked at a certain person, changed forever that very night. And for the first time, I admitted it to myself and him. Twas quite profound. Like looking in the mirror. But really looking… Not a passing glance…

On the way home on the Wednesday evening, my car-pool dude had his weekly night lecture. I was keen to get home after an exhausting day which saw Shorty and me ignoring each other. Literally. Dude, twas so crazy that he even ducked into the toilet when he saw me. I followed suite and jumped up from where I was sitting. My heart in my throat as I tried to shake it off! Funny thing, I had just found out when we, the interns, would be going on air so I was hella excited but I couldn’t even share that with him. Twas just wack. … continue reading this entry.

Day 93-103: Magic Moments Part II

{ 16 May, 2009 @ 22:21 } · { Work }
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Since Monday, I been spending every second day just catching up on sleep because every other day is spent awake for at least 24 hours. It’s the most insane but exhilarating experience. Finally, our time to be on air has come. As luck would have it… but…er… I don’t believe in luck so as it was written…I’m the second last to go on air, on Wednesday 20 May, as per the 4AM-5AM schedule. To date I have read news twice (once on the first day, Tues 12 May and another on Thurs 14 May because the dude that was supposed to was otherwise occupied. Score for me really so I didn’t mind absconding on my content production role for the few minutes that a coupla news bulletins take up. Besides, I gots to practice and get used to speaking out loud on the new mics).

My attention has really been on my exam and of course the on-air stuff. Constantly planning links and thinking of ways to make exciting radio. You may be half-asleep during 4AM and 5AM but really I gots no business contributing to that state of mind.

So what’s my plan? Well, the words of the Programming Manager keep ringing in my head. Keep your links sweet and short and punchy. But so far, everybody has done the exact opposite. I can understand their thought-process though. They want to impress with humorous, interesting banter. The more you talk, the bigger the chance to be impressive and likewise, the larger the opportunity to suck. That’s when the heartburn hits my chest! But really, I gots to know how to take direction, right. So I’ma have to keep my words to a minimum. Think Ryan Seacrest’s slickness and swag on the mic. Dope/Doe Boy Fresh (DBF)! I want that to be me! I plan to be exciting, spunky and all up in your face! Make you wanna get up without saying too much and I figure if I can manage that then I’m legend! … continue reading this entry.

Day 93-104: Magic Moments Part I

{ 16 May, 2009 @ 22:13 } · { Work }
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Paulo Coelho once wrote of magic moments in his highly acclaimed novel, Down By The River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept. It’s a heavy love story focussing on a young woman’s quest for self discovery and more specifically love. He described a magic moment as that moment when a YES or NO changes your life forever. I feel like these 180 DAYS have been a series of magic moments in themselves. Which is bad and good. Good because everyday is one hella surprise after another. I can’t say that I’m bored at all. But I also can’t say that I know what’s really going on even on the basics front. It’s almost like having sex with a blindfold on. It’s cool for a bit but after a while, you just wanna know what’s going on… or maybe I’m just one hella control freak! Relaxa tu! But I guess that’s what life really is. a series of decisions that ultimate contribute to the Butterfly Effect whether you’d like to believe in the weight that a seemingly insignificant action may carry. … continue reading this entry.

Day 91-92: All the SAMA drama!

{ 4 May, 2009 @ 20:23 } · { Work }
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I spent much of yesterday writing this peice…
Many people dig but obviously the haters been quiet… share your thoughts…
I’d rather not go into my private life, until after my exam on the 11th because really all that drama will have to wait…

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Despite the witty television advertisements, it’s customary to expect the South African Music Awards to fail to impress. Nobody really embarks on the exodus to Sun City for the basic entertainment value that any award show should provide but rather to play dress up, get messed up and perhaps even throw up on the service provider’s tab. This year proved to hold some welcome surprises. But come to think of it, it can’t be all that difficult to surpass past shows. … continue reading this entry.

Day 85-90: What Were You Thinking…

{ 2 May, 2009 @ 16:36 } · { Work }
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It’s funny how when you have to study, you’ll do everything but exactly that. I just came from physio… Oh my gosh such pleasure… I nearly passed out coz the various massaging techniques were so good. I should have started physio five weeks ago [since it’s been approxiamately three months since the shoulder anthroscopy] but I haven’t had time to find a therapist, especially one that works on the weekend, but now that I gots to study, it occurred to me that I may wanna see one. And boy am I glad.

Physio amounts to somebody playing with your hair and inducing drowsiness. Now all I wanna do is sleep. But I also gotta go get my hair did. Plus this BMW [Baby-Making Weather] is making me hella apathetic.

So I’m drowsy n lazy, watching the Crime Channel. Things been like that the entire week. Haven’t even been able to blog because the famous last words proved to be exactly that. Well sorta. Well for the most part.

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