Wakawaka eeeh eeh

Let's all go and wholeheartedly cheer for our tres handsome "Bafana".

*Vuvuzela*

If there is one thing that will forever remain an irritaing, but also fascinating memory of Fifa world cup 2010 in people's minds, (especially the ones who are in SA right now) that is surely "Vuvuzela".

Ok, so today marks the last day of countdown. Tonight is the night Vuvuzelas shall cause catastrophic damages to many eardrums. Ha!
I'll have to glue cotton wool into my ears and sleep in the basement to escape the sweetly chaotic inevitability..

The best of luck to Bafana tomorrow!


*just so you know, I started practising Buddhaism*

FIFA World cup 2010.

Hello Graceful,

Yours truly has now completed the Sorcery PhD. She is now a qualified lady of the "night". Oh how heavenly it feels to be back!
My fingers badly missed the sweet sensation it normally gets from the keyboard whilst typing. And my brain was in deep depression from lack of activity.
But I'm glad I took the break. Scribbling feels brand new. Being idle for so long has somehow given me this overpowering zeal to write more. It's like falling in love for the first time - the novelty of the first kiss. It's like discovering a new hobby. I feel like am scribbling for the first time and it feels *divine*
My dear Graceful, nothing beats the rich feeling of creating life by merely adding words together. Imagine your whole life story in a couple of pages?

Anyway, the real story all over planet earth is FIFA world cup 2010. The huge quadrennial sporting event is once again on, and this time taking place in Africa - our mother land. How amazing!

FIFA world cup 2010 kicks off on the 11th of June, 48 hours from now, in Egoli, (Johannesburg) South Africa.
You can not begin to comprehend the excitement right now, especially that coming from the city of Gold.
The colours yellow and green have taken over. My good gracious God, South Africa has never looked more golden!

More than a decade ago, I never at all wasted time on FiFA world cup. I thought it pointless to watch or be excited about an event that bore the title "world cup" but only consisted of teams from everywhere else around the world, except Africa. And the reality that our beautiful
continent had never been given the honour to host was like an insult to a critical injury. I considered that racism at it's finest!

But today I'm one of the souls badly hit by world cup pyrexia. Eish, *FEVER* I don't think I can wait any longer. I feel like I'm gonna burst trying to contain all the exhiliration. Oh yeah, the great soccer tournament is finally happening right at home. Every African is allowed to act loco:) it's our continent, our FiFA, our time.
Bafana Bafana, the host team, takes on Mexico on the very first day of this grand event. "kulambula bwalo". The whole world seems to think South Africa will go into a history of host teams that have embarrasses themselves by losing their opening match. But will it defy the odds and survive?
I guess we have to wait for Friday:)
I'm not a Bafana Bafana avid fan, but I wish it the very best comes Friday. It has worked tremendously hard and just like all other teamss competing, it would cherish being champions.
I'm supporting Nigeria this time around. My sister thinks that's crazy... But, eeish, "Makonda-makonda". Coooome on, Nigeria!!!!

Let's enjoy this great quadrennial football event and rejoice. Mbava ndi ena onse okonda chisokonezo musapezelepo mpata...... Let's all unite and make world cup 2010 the more memorable. Let's make South Africa proud!

Till later.

While I'm still making futile attempts to make sense of this life, I've decided to take up art: sorcery :)
I wanna know how it feels like to levitate on brooms and needles.
I wanna experience the magic of being supernaturally above gravity...

So Graceful, yours truly is gonna disconnect from reality for quite a while.
Till later!!!

Emotions.

Here I stand alone, with this weight upon my heart,
and it won't go away..
In my head I keep on looking back,
right back to the start..
wondering where I went wrong..
The more I try to block my emotions, the more these questions keeps on spinning in my mind:
What if I had never let you go?
Would you be the boy I used to know?
If I'd stayed..?
If you'd tried..?
If we could only turn back time..
But I guess we'll never know.

In life there are many roads to take.
Some lead to joy, and some to heartache.
Sometimes we have a choice on which road to take, and other times the choice is taken out of our hands.
And then some other times we make a good choice, but end up losing our way.
If we are lucky we find ourselves back in the right direction.
I am one of the unlucky ones.

And its times like now when I agonize about "what if"?
I keep asking myself if you think of how it would have been sometimes?
I ask myself if you pray that I'd never left..
Oh how it hurts knowing I will never know!

**Letting emotions wash over my broken soul***

Inspired by Kate Winslet's "What If" lyrics.

The daughter I always wanted..

check me and my daughter.

April.

Hey Graceful,
I'd love to go down on my knees and give you my most sincere apology for being on a long pause where blogging is concerned. But sometimes apologies don't necessarily fix things. So I'll leave things the way they are. Let me just give you a small explanation that might somehow justify my absence from your life.
The reason I haven't scribbled for a while, is due to the fact that I was beside myself with distorted emotions. I'm not trying to be defensive or anything, but thats the absolute truth. I needed to grieve.....

So much has happened since I last blogged.
My aunt from SA came over for Easter with her lovely little girls. We had one blast of fun!
Orama turned 5 and became toothless the following day. He now thinks he is a man...
And as you probably already know, Chelsea, the POSHIEST FOOTBALL CLUB in the world, is back on top in the Premier League. SHWEET! The Blue Studs might not have made it in the Champions bloody league, but they are so kicking ASS now. Who says NYO?

Anyway, the most brilliant news is, I'm no longer at war with fate.
I've finally understood and accepted that some things are just not meant to be.
It wasn't at all easy. I tell you, it took a lot of craziness to get to this peaceful place where I am now. I had to cyber stalk, IM/email terrorize, and not forgetting crying oceans. I wonder if I still have a tear left to shed...
But it doesn't matter anymore. I needed everything I did inorder to heal.
Now I understand that sometimes one has to take that insane step into the insanity to save their sanity. And I have learnt that most of the times what we are so anxious to run away from is what we really need to save our troubled souls. One can never truly move on unless they stop running and come face to face with whatever it is they are running away from. After that an intense grieving process is required to let go. A lot of times it takes losing one's head to complete the whole heavy and teary process. Ha ha.
I'm glad to say that I've now dealt with the root of my grief. The love demon that had a strong grip on my world is gone forever. Its like being exorcised. All the poisonous love stains bleached for life.
I feel so liberated.
I am now ready to live.

HANNAH HAS ARRIVED!