Cassper Nyovest's High End Slyza Tsotsi Moves

So, FOMO took over my week where I ended up knocking down my vases and shifting my furnitures around in order to make space so that I can learn the moves to Slyza Tsotsi dance.

I must say, the squatting part of the dance has proven to be quiet a challenge. Well, eventually I will get it right.

I should be able to share my version in a week or two. 

Sudden Epiphany

Sometime in life we go through things that lead to one actually forgetting where they come from, what makes them who they are.

I have been dealing with some personal issues lately but i must say, sitting here right now watching Desperate Housewives, it just hit me. We take things for granted. And whoever wrote Carlos's lines kinda knew exactly how the scene will spike some of my teenage memories back.

I can't believe how this is speaking to me right now. That is why I had to put it down here on my diary. From now on I will stop being unappreciative of the great life i have and continue to have.

Words of Encouragement. . .

Coming together is the beginning

Life can be interesting at times, painful too, well, it depends on your frame of reference on how you live your life, but to me life is a mystery I unfold every step I take. In life we meet people from different corners, we develop relationships either with our parents, siblings, friends etc. but nothing beats meeting a very interesting person whom you think might make a positive impact on your life. I met a couple, very interesting indeed. When one gets to meet new characters it’s always interesting and you'd not want to loose contact with that particular person.

But,

Staying together is a progress. . .

You will agree with me when I say it takes gumption to make any kind of relationship work. Think back at the days when you were a teenager. Do you strongly believe if your parents or siblings were mere friends you meet on the streets would have given a time of the day to tolerate your fluctuating hormones? Now that’s progress coupled with love and understanding that your parents or siblings showed you. Understanding is one strong constituent of keeping any kind of a relationship together. It's hard though, but if one is determined then all will be well. I am no expert when it comes to making a relationship work, actually I suck. Anyway, progress entails trials, tribulations and trust. As soon as trust is gone everything is lost . . . but while trust is there. . .

Working together upshot success. . .

And, when you read a job spec they would talk about team work. Working in a team or together always speeds up the achievement of the results, why is that? Well, the job gets to be shared accordingly to each team member based on each one's ability or expertise. That is work relationship, but how does working together work in a personal level relationship? Well, sharing responsibility, being equal, honesty, and understanding (here it is again), and most importantly sacrificing. But then again, what the bleep do I know?

Whom to trust now-a-days?

Coming form work this afternoon, I switched on my TV and I changed channels as usual I wanted to see the last part of Oprah. I was shocked after I realized what she was discussing.

The show was about this middle aged dude who used to be molested by his mother. Now, that got me sick from the stomach.

I am still asking myself a question, " If a mother can do that to a child, what does that leave a child's principle, love and trust?".

In South Africa we hear every day how men molest little girls and boys, how women get raped, killed and mutilated. But, it is seldom you get to hear a story of a mother having done such malefic things to her kid(s).

A mother is regarded as a pillar of strength, the root that grows deep, deep down. But, what does one do if you are face with such evil mother?

I mean, if those people you are close to and they are close to you do those things to you, how the hell are you going to love in the future.

I am not excusing what men do to hurt kids, but we know men are pigs, well most of them. There are still good men out there.-

The guy was twelve when his mother started using him for sex. WTF?

I wish there could be a law that deals with these monsters harshly. Since they violate others human rights then obviously they don't deserve to be tolerated.

I am still shocked, and pissed.

The whereabouts of Irvin Montshiwa

I have neglected this site of social network for far too long. Recently I have been experience some sort of transformation. What the hell, I have been experience this awesome kind of transformation and it forced me to neglect my blog. I feel it is time I get back to sharing my thoughts and life. Highlights of what has been happening in my life: 1. I left Cape town and moved to the City of Gold, Johannesburg. It has been over a year now and at first I hated the city with all my might. Slowly but surely getting used to it now. 2. I found someone whom I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with up until I find out the poor person is a natural liar who will do anything to keep making people sanity is in control. 3. I joined the power house of innovation, Google. Loving my job to bits. 4. All in a nutshell this led to me no longer dwelling on the heartbreak I experience along the way. 5. I am a happy lad, looking forward to a brighter future. Let the ball roll, as well as the good times. So, from now on, look forward to my blog updates.

Walked off with all of my STUFF!

Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff and didn’t care enough to send a note home saying, I was late for my solo conversation or two sizes too small for my own tacky skirts.

What can anybody do with something of no value on a open market? Did you get a dime for my things? Hey man...
Where are you going with all my stuff? This is a woman’s trip and I need my stuff to oooh and ahhhh about. Honest to God, somebody almost run off with all of my stuff.

And I didn’t bring anything but the kick and sway of it. The perfect ass for my man and none of it is theirs. This is mine. Juanita’s own things. That’s my name. Now give me my stuff I see ya hiding’ my laugh. And how I sit with my legs open sometimes to give my crotch some sunlight. This is some delicate leg and whimsical kiss I got to have to give to my choice. No you can’t have me unless, I give me away.

And I was doin’ all that, till ya run off on a good thing.
And who is this you left me with? Some simple bitch with a bad attitude. I want my things. I want my arm with the hot iron scar and my leg with the flea bite. I want my calloused feet and quick language back in my mouth. I want my own things. How I loved them.

Somebody almost run off with all of my stuff. And I was standing there, looking at myself, the whole time. It wasn't a spirit that ran off with all my stuff. It was a man whose ego walked round like Rodan’s shadow. It was a man faster than my innocence.

It was a lover; I made too much room for. Almost run off with all my stuff. And the one running with it. Don’t know he got it. I’m shouting this is mine.

And he doesn’t know he got it. My stuff is the anonymous ripped off treasure of the year. Did you know somebody almost got away with me... me in a plastic bag under their arm? Me...

This piece was taken from the movie For Coloured Girls by Tyler Perry

Play Me - A must watch

The clock says it is 11h10pm and I just got home.

I went to the Market Theatre to watch a show called Play Me. The show is written by Monde Mayephu, and directed Mpho Molepo.

Play Me is a story of what can go wrong in a relationship if the cracks are left to exist without repair. The cracks open wider and, like an open wound, begin to fester and – ultimately – rot.

This story of power and love explores those seven deadly sins through the life of an unstable couple who invite “strangers’ into their lives to level the playground. This metaphor is beautifully captured on stage by four well-seasoned actors: Fana Mokoena as Joe, Sello Sebotsane as Jack, Zandile Msutwana as Pretty, and Lerato Mvelase as Julia.

The show's performance time is Tuesday – Saturday 20h15; Sunday 15h15. The last show is on Sunday the 1st of May.

Go see it. You wont regret it.

Avuleka Amazulu

Having to start the year in a low gear. I am currently sorting my way of being.

I am giving thanks to my life coach.

Things do turn the wrong way in order to keep one in line.

What took place in my personal life in December I see that as a positive thing because now I can look back and say. Go weditswe. New life, new adventure awaits and all I need to do is not to dwell on the past. The future is bright and requires to be grabbed with both hands.

Most importantly, I appreciate all the cleansing I am going through and I positively believe when all is done I will be a better person.

Me Now. . .

This year has been a remarkable yet a discovery. And, it continues to be what I never thought it would be.

Remarkably - I am happy to have been in a stable and loving relationship for over two years now and still loving it and I am proud of myself.

Discovery in a sense that I got to love myself, enjoy my life and be happy with what I am doing, the career path I've decided to take and embrace. And, the love I get from my family is such a bliss.

Although I have been messing up the healthy life I lived all this years, I've decided to STOP smoking and continue the way I was i.e. Living a healthy yet fulfilling life knowing that by doing so I can prolong my life span.

India.Arie - Ready For Love

Impressed.

This is a different take in my life.

I have always and strived for things to take a better route.

And, I am currently happy with the way my career life is taking off and I thank God to finally showing me the light. I am going to keep the same momentum to ensure I attain what I dreamed of years ago.

The day after. . .

The funeral went extremely well. But one thing for sure, my home place is flipping cold.

There are a couple of highlights but nothing beats me bonding with my half brother. He is a replica of the handsome me, but not when it come to personality.

Now, it is time to head back down to Cape Town and get my life on the road.

The thought of loosing someone close to you is daunting but reality wise one has to face the music and deal with the loss the best way one can. Really Tuelo Lucas Montshiwa's soul will rest in peace. He lived as a Hero and died as a nonpareil.

Also, there is nothing that can be compared to a supportive family. The Montshiwa family is the best family. I love them all.

May his Soul rest in Peace

Sometimes it is a blessing to welcome a new wonderful life on this earth. We rejoice and we have a million dollar smiles on our faces, the euphoric feeling is priceless.

We make plans for the little one, uncles and aunts contemplate how they are going to spoil the new born baby while the parents are most grateful and looking forward with the hope that the child get raised accordingly and with strong principles that they get to be proud of their little bundle of joy.

In ones life cycle there is what we call the period when ones heart stop beating. We postpone this day every minute of everyday. And, we reckon and hoping that we don't get to experience such an awful time.

Death is inevitable, one way or the other we are all going to die someday. It is just a matter of when and how.

I am preparing to go back home because last week I received dreadful news that the most inspirational person in my life passed on to the other side. By Saturday I will be burying Lucas Tuelo Montshiwa.

It is times like this when one looks back and recall the moments you once shared with the one who passed on or those whom you missed.

Tuelo has been an inspiration and there were times when I wanted to be like him. Level headed and family orientated, and there were times when he was all up in my face making sure that I push myself. And when he did not like what you did he would tell you. He was the kind of a person who did not buy face.

May his soul rest in peace and I hope he will finally rest in his last place of rest on this planet.

Whom to trust now-a-days?

Coming form work this afternoon, as usual, I switched on my TV and I changed channels. I wanted to see the last part of Oprah. I was shocked after I realized what she was discussing.

The show was about this middle aged dude who used to be molested by his mother from his early teen years. Now, that got me sick from the stomach.

I am still asking myself a question, " If a mother can do that to a child, what does that leave a child's principle, love and trust?".

In South Africa we hear every day how men molest little girls and boys, how women get raped, killed and mutilated. But, it is seldom you get to hear a story of a mother having done such malefic things to her kid(s).

A mother is regarded as a pillar of strength, the root that grows deep, deep down. But, what does one do if you are face with such an evil mother?

I mean, if those people you are close to and they are close to you do those things to you, how the hell are you going to love and trust anyone in the future?

I am not excusing what men do to hurt kids, but we know men are pigs, well most of them. There are still good men out there.

The guy was twelve when his mother started using him for sex. WTF?

I wish there could be a law that deals with these monsters harshly. Since they violate others human rights, then obviously they don't deserve to be tolerated.

I am still shocked, and pissed.

In order to keep peace. . .

Those around us especially those we love tend to put us in an awkward situations now and then. Sometimes by mistake or uncontrollable circumstances.

One is expected to accept things the way they are despite how those things affect one's principles or feelings.

But there is one thing that those who expect us to put a happy smile don't realize, that is how much we hurt for pretending we r ok with everything. I guess sometimes in order to keep peace we do not say or show how we feel around those we claim to love and protect, but we do not realize how ill those feelings makes one feel inside until it is too late. I guess that has nothing to do with one being selfish. . .

Few days left

I must say I enjoyed working for my previuos employer for the past two and a half years. But, there comes a time when one is in search of an oomph to enhance one's career move.

I am excited about the decision I have made, that is resigning. And, I am looking forward to broading up my horizon where I am going and I am planning to make the most of it.

Companionship

Being far away from family tends to take a toll on me. I have been trying to relocate closer to my family, and since I am picky with whom I want to work for, that has not been a success venture.

At the moment I believe I have decided to settle in Cape Town (for the time being). I am looking forward to my partner telling me that things are looking great but now I am glad that my baby sister is staying with me.

Sharing a flat with one of my most adored siblings I enjoy the company, the reminiscing and most importantly to have someone to listen to without being judged vice versa.

I am glad I convinced her to come stay with me at least I have someone closer. After my big sister left Cape Town I kinda felt alone. That feeling is gone. All I ought to do is enjoy these good moments. . .

Wake Up before it is too Late. . .

Sometimes I tend to step back and look at the way people are live their lifes.

Sometimes, OK, most of the time I enjoy stepping back and looking at the way I live my life and I am glad to say that the majority of my life journey is dedicated to me being me and not caring what others think.

When I look at some other people I tend to notice that most of them live a lie. They are out to impress. I do that sometimes, but I do not enjoy myself. So, whenever I am in a company of people and I do not enjoy myself I am aware that I am not myself and at that moment, those people around aren't making me part of the their clan.

Is it human nature that we tend to live a lie in order to impress the other human being and in the process deprive ourselves of living our lifes? I mean life is too short to dwell on living someone else's life or being hidden under their shadow.

Poison

You’re bad for me I clearly get it
I don’t see how something good could come from loving you
The death of me must be your mission
Cause with every hug and kiss you’re snatching every bit of strength
That I’m gon need to fight off the inevitable
And it’s a heart breaking situation I’m up in, but I can’t control

You’re just like poison
Slowly moving through my system
Breaking all of my defenses with time
You’re just like poison and I just don’t get it
How can something so deadly feel so right?
I’m not sure of what to do it’s a catch 22
cause the cure is found in you I don’t want it but I do
You’re just like poison
My affliction, I’m addicted, I can't lie
Kiss me one more time before I die

What a difference a Year makes. . .

What a year, what a year, what a mighty good year.

This year will be remembered by all for years to come. We've been exposed to financial recession (credit crunch), the ANC split (Old ANC = New ANC + COPE)being confirmed, Swine Flu attacks, The general elections, Julius Malema's rants, The 2010 World Cup Match draw. The list is endless. All incorporates the good and the bad.

Personally, this year has been a roller coaster for me in some weird way, but the good outweighed the bad. Thank you Lord for that.

When I look back now, all I see is that I have concurred a peak that was prohibiting me to see the other side of the mountain. Work wise, it has been a challenge as always. I managed to learn a few tricks but not as much as I wanted. I have been exposed to a couple of good team members, gained a couple of good friends who instilled a certain amount of wisdom in me, and I came out of my shell (Not going back in there ever). I work hand in hand with my supervisor and it gives me a great pleasure to know I can talk to him about anything, personal to professional. He is currently my mentor.

On the other hand, life has been good. I thank God for looking after my family, even though I lost a couple of family relatives and friends. May their soul rest in peace. My sister got married and my baby sister finished her studies at Vuselela College , and a list of my nephews increased by 1.

Relationship wise, I concur I have been lucky to have a partner in my life. . . Life is Good in that department.

Possibilities, I guess that will depend on how I step into the year 2010. Everyone is talking about Soccer, the good life, the country's GDP growth, Investment growth etc. All I know is that what I am feeling re the 2010 is yet to be believed. I have 365 days to make it happen. I am excited, I hope God helps me to complete these three big projects I have in mind.

My activities this year includes going to the gym and I am proud of myself because I have shed a large percentage of body fat. I have developed an interest in running. Recently, I ran an 8.5 KM race under 40 min.



On the 29th of Jan 2010 I will be running a 10.5 KM race in Camps Bay, and after that I will be practicing for Two Ocean Marathon Half Race which is a 21.1 KM run. I am planning to reach the finish line under 2 hours from the starting line.

I will be writing my 2010 progress as time goes by.

Most importantly, this year I have learned to love myself more, land on the ground swiftly and be myself.

What a year this has been . . . Life Goes On.