Final post

Sup,

so yeah, finally, the year's almost coming to an end, with only 21 days to go...

I was gonna post something really wothwhile here today, but then it seems it's completely escaped my mind. (disadvantages of not having my own PC).

Anywayz, looking back on 2007, I don't really know whether I should smile or frown. Considering all the ups and downs I've been through. I dumped my girlfriend. Got really really close to my number one best friend in the world. Got to hang with my exes. (except the latest one).
Bought myself another ring... which looks like 3 rings in one. Symbolyising, the past present and future. (I just made that up)
Worked up enough courage to start my own website. Basically exposed my designs to the world. In the process found out someone registered their company similar to my domain name; which is not really a problem coz I figure the only way this mofo is ever gonna have a website is if I decide to stop using brainstormdesigns.co.za as my main domain; which is never ever ever gonna happen. So good luck to you buddy!
I also got the chance to design sites and stuff for other people. Thankfully word-of-mouth advertising is doing miracles for me. Thank you all...
Oh, and I'm gonna be deisigning one killa website for a friend of mine who owns a company that designs invitations and stuff... So I'm really looking forward to that. It's gonna be great!

To all the girls I've hurt during 2007, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to. It was never your fault. Even if you might think it was. (Except the latest ex - You deserved it!!!!)
If I ever left you asking "what happened to you?" at any point; I'm really sorry. I'm gonna make it better I promise.
I was a victim of circumstance, sorry I took it out on you.

To my mom , my lil sisters, my lil brother, I love ya'll and I'm sorry. Mom, I'm not ignoring your calls. You mean a lot to me, I'm just not too sure how to go about expressing that to you.
Lil bro, I hear you.
Dad...




I don't do resolutions and stuff coz it seems every year it's the same thing: getting a licence, finishing my studies and getting a tattoo...
Yeah... needless to say I haven't done any of the above. :D
But I've decided I'm gonna get me a tattoo. Not too sure when exactly but it's definately gonna be before 2010!

Still no plans to cut my dreads for any reason! 5 years and still growing strong! (getit?)

And ladies... I'm still single, so don't be shy... forward your applications through to... PaperCut@singleanddreadlocked.co.za

PS: don't worry people, I'm not committing suicide or anything. I'm
just bidding farewell to 2007 in style! :D
I'll only be posting again sometime in Jan, hopefuly I'll have more
stuff to blab a bout. Social commentry FTW!!!!

Bring on 2008 already!!

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(some) black people are superbad!!

I'm black, so I can get away with making statements like that!

Why is it so hard for blacks to do things the way they should.

When you see an 8 or 10 year-old girl walking out of a 13LS rated movie with a big WTF look on her face, you know shit is fucked up.

Here's a quick synopsis taken from sterkinekor.com

From director Greg Mottola and producer Judd Apatow (Knocked Up, The 40-Year-Old Virgin), comes this hilarious coming-of-age tale about two socially inept teenage boys about to graduate from high school.

Evan (Cera) is sweet, smart, and generally terrified. Seth (Hill) is foul-mouthed, volatile, and all-consumed with the opposite sex. This is the story of their misguided attempts to approach the objects of their affections in one panic-driven night; that awful, humiliating night you cherish for the rest of your life. When one of the pair's high school crushes invites them to a graduation party, they are ecstatic, that is until her motive for inviting them becomes clear – they are responsible with supplying the party with alcohol. A botched attempt at using a fake ID to procure the booze leads to a string of jaw-droppingly funny misunderstandings including liquor store heists, crackhead sing-alongs and beer mixed with detergent.

I'm not being racist or anything, but if other non-black people have the decency to hire a babysitter for the night, why can't we do the same. I don't care if you were the designated babysitter for the said child. If you can't postpone your movie date to some other time (when you're not gonna have to be responsible for an underage child) Then it's pretty obvious you have your priorities all twisted.

Imagine being an 8-10 year-old watching a movie; for a full 1hr 50mins and that's all about the words "dick/cock", "pussy", "sex", "fuck" from beginning to end!

What's going through your mind the whole time??

I saw on one of South Africa's biggest sunday papers, The Sunday Times, that there's a rise in child rapes in our country. i.e. children raping children. (The Article)

from the article:

De Wet’s latest research on sexual harassment at schools, which involved more than 470 children, concluded:
53.89% of children said they had been victimised by girls through unwanted kissing;
43.44% said girls grabbed them, touched them and pinched them in a sexual way while only 7.78% said boys did the same;
12.22% said girls and 6.67% said boys wanted to have unwanted sex with them; and
3.33% of respondents said they had been raped by peers in the past 12 months — and 66.67% of these rapes were committed by girls.

I don't blame them, with irrisponsible adults exposing them to such things? I seriously don't blame them.

I may not have a child, and prolly have no idea how hard it is to maintain a normal life while raising a good child, but I definately don't think taking your child (even if it's not yours) to a movie like that is definately not a good idea.

Why don't you rather watch a child-friendly movie instead? Why do you feel compelled to watch something that's gonna be (IMO!) unconfortable for the child?? Why not just wait for the DVD and watch it at your own discretion? Why?

If that's not bad parenting I don't know what is.

Not only is it up to the parent to use their brains, it's also up to management (and those usher people) at the cinema not to allow people who are legally under age to watch certain movies.

So what, if a few irresponsible adults walk away angry and Ster Kinekor doesn't get that lousy R10 or so, so what!???

Is that the price we're willing to pay for the innocence of our children???

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Somethin's comin'...

So over the weekend, a friend of mine came over to my place, we chilled for a while (3-4 hours to be exact).

And while we were still chillin, we got to talk about what each of us were doing asside from making other people money. She told me she had bought a company from someone else, and had sold the offices where it used to be, to run it from home coz she doesn't stay far from the office building.

So now...

...the comapny is a company dealing with wedding & event invitations and stuff. Basically they design and deal with everything that relates to events and invitations and so on...

So I also told her about my brand. And offered to design a website for her.

So yeah...

I'll be designing one of my best works yet.

It's gonna feature all the CSS & JavaScript tricks I have up my sleeve. I have to outdo my last work one way or another, and this is it.

I started off with a simple HTML+CSS site...
then came my second simple HTML+CSS site with an abundance of DIV tags...
my third site also uses simple HTML+CSS with DIV and absolutely no other language.

So my next site...

...is going to be something else.
100% alive.
with dynamic menus, and a customised gallery viewer.
to create a unique customer experience...

watch this space... actually no.

Don't watch this space...

I'll post the link for the space to be watched soon...

So you can watch that space instead...

mkay?

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Why oh why...???

Why is it that when you meet a girl, she's all cute and shyish, and giggly and stuff, then next time you see her she's either... a breathing zombie or an ADHD freakazoid!?!?

This time I was dealing with the latter...

I just don't understand this.

Ok, so you meet someone, you like how they iz. You like the way they basically are.

And for some unknown reason, I seem to bring out these freaks in these girls. Then they on some...

oh, I feel so free when I'm with you. Like I can just be myself...

I say... BOOLSHYT!!!!!

Why didn't you be "yourself" when I first met you??? Now I'm gonna have to come up with some seriously crazy stories to get rid of you!! Shit.

you bring out the liar in me...

I think I'm gonna start another blog called "I'm not that into you! (ways to tell if teh PaperCut is not that into you..."

ok, back on topic...

I met this other chick on Monday, we got talking about food & cooking and stuff, so she goes, "you should come by my place sometime so I can cook for you" I'm like HELL YEAH!!

So we set a date for Thursday (yesterday). I get to her place, turns out they don't allow guys into the building. She suggests we eat outside. I'm thinking FUCK NO!! There's no way in hell I'm eating outside, in the dark, like I'm some homeless charity case WTF!!!!?!?!

So I had to think fast... so I suggest we go to my place instead. She get's the food so we can bounce!

While I'm waiting for her outside IN THE DARK. Her cousin comes running towards, me calling my name... I'm like who the fuck are you supposed to be!?!?! And she comes and sits next to me and starts talking about how she's heard so much about me and shit.

So I'm thinking... oooooookay... you're freaking me out here...

So the chick comes back and I ask her about the crazy cousin, and she says to me, she only told her she was going to be with me today (the Thursday), and that she had told her who I am. I'm thinking, "you don't even know WHO I AM, what the fuck can you tell her?"

So we head to my place... on the way, she blabbin about how "forward" her cousin is. How fucked up the system at YWCA is. How tired she is from doing aerobics at the gym... yadda yadda yadda...

So basically in those few minutes (maximum 5) I had gained knowledge of the following information:

• That there are 62 girls in that building
• Two floors
• +- 5 baths & 5 showers on each floor
• that if they find a guy in your room you're kicked out within 24hrs
• that her bursary is paying for her to stay there, therefore she doesn't have a choice
• i also know that her sister used to stay her before her and recommended it...

All the while I'm thinking... oookay... that's great. During this monologue, I'm showing less and less interest hoping she would read between the lines and have a nice cup of STFU! But noooooooo.... she sees it as a sign to tell me more and more and more...

So we get to my place and now the focus changes... everything's about me now...

• What I do?
• What I "majored" in?
• Where home is?
• What type of music I like?
• Do I go to church?
• What I drink?
• If I have "a whole lot of friends"
• If I've ever "chopped" off my hair? (I losely translated that into proper English, and came to a conclusion that she meant if I've ever "cut" my hair.)

I try to keep my answers as short as possible so she can learn from my example, that not everything has to be a novel.

But this approach didn't work out very well. As you can imagine, I'm bored out of my skull...

I eat the dry food as quickly as I can. So she'd have nothing else to keep her at my place.

I keep looking at my phone hoping somebody calls me so I can at least escape even if it's only for those few minutes. But nothing. In fact, I think my phone was more silent yesterday than all the previous days... I was even hoping one of my neighbours would come borrow a cup of sugar or something... but nothin still.

I checked the time and it was now 20:56. I look at the watch, look at her, and she promptly announces... there's a 10 o'clock curfew!

OMFG you gotta be kidding me!!! I'm stuck with this blabber-mouth for the next hour??? nooooooo!!!!!!!

She's all grinning about it coz that means we still have some time to hang...

Clearly misinterpretting the blood coming out of my ears...

Plus she's too damn loud. I'm pretty sure my neighbours and everyone passing outside my flat knew I was with a girl and heard every last word she said.

back to the eating...

After finishing her chow, she starts telling me about...

• ...how her dad likes complaining about how sweet her food is.
• ...how "black" her dad is. Meaning he's very African in his thinking and everything.
• ...how she sometimes doesn't feel like adding salt to her food.
• ...how her five sibblings are all female and that she's the second-last born.
• ...how much she likes soccer. And how she doesn't like to be disturbed if a Sundowns game is on.
• ...how drunk she was after drinking Savanna Dry... [she even quoted the Savanna ad... "it's dry but you can drink it"] and also how she had no choice coz she prefers Jameson and Red Square, but had to compromise coz they we both not available.
• ...how she only drinks on weekends.
• ...how she ended up getting locked outside YWCA coz she only arrived there after 10.
• ...the different security doors at YWCA to make sure no one can come in un-invited...

As you can see... by the end of the night (21:54) I knew absolutely everything about this girl. E V E R Y F U C K I N G T H I N G!!!

Obviously there would be no need for me to see her again. I know everything already. There's absolutely nothing more she can tell me that I don't know already. Unless she left something out... which I doubt.

Just when I'm about to head back to my place after walking her to her place, she goes... "what time are you knocking off work tomorrow?"

Again... I had to think fast... I told her... "aaahhhh, I think I'm gonna be working overtime or something, I'll call you though and let you know if anything changes, okay? *fake smile*"

She smiles back and says... "Hopefully I'll get to see you and we can chill for longer than we did today."

I'm like... "yeah"

while at the back of my mind I'm thinking... "yeah right, there's no way in hell I'm ever spending time with your verbal diarrhea (sp?)! Don't be surprised if I never call or see you again. EVER!"

*~end~*

PS: For the good of mankind... I'm gonna start a series of posts with the theme "I'm really not that into you!"

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teh BrainStorm is out there...

I haven't been posting for a whole month now, and with very good reason.

This is the reason why...
HTTP://WWW.BRAINSTORMDESIGNS.CO.ZA

I've been crazy busy, working on my website and three others.

Yes that's right... I've finally decided to venture into the big scary world of web design that actually goes beyond the few people I know on a personal level.

Although this is not my first attempt at web design. I've designed and launched quite a few sites in the past year. Here's a quick list:

• http://freewebs.com/papercut96
• http://freewebs.com/1papercut

... great!! Just as I decide to list all my previous sites, my brain decides to forget the URLs...

Anywayz, that's not the point. The point is. I have a website and it's one of my best work so far. As far as I'm concerned.

Lemme break it down for ya'll (by the way, how do you spell ya'll?? is it y'all or ya'll??)

nevermind...

First of all, lemme introduce you to the idea around BrainStorm Designs.

The idea of having a design "company" (actually it's not really a company, it's more a personal brand. So from now on I'll refer to it as "the brand" or "brand" mkay??)

Lemme start over...

The idea of having a design brand came to me while I was doing my 2nd year in Web & Application Development. The initial idea was to have a company that would specialise in everything that is I.T. related. Then it grew into an internet cafè.

Then finally...

The idea evolved into a brand that would basically encompass the 'design' spectrum as a whole. Everything from designing Web sites, to posters, to clothing, to stickers to corporate branding to stationery to... blegh.. basically everything that can be considered a 'design'.

I had this big idea skecthed out on a couple sheets of printing paper. As a matter of fact, at the beginning, I used to jump out of bed in the middle of the night, grab my pages and start scribbling whatever idea I had for the 'brand'. That's how I came up with the name 'BrainStorm'. I thought It clearly described how the brand came about to becoming a reality it is today. So anyway...

The name "BrainStorm" felt a bit incomplete, so I was thinking of prefixes to add onto it. It was first "BrainStorm IT Solutions" then I found out there was already a company registered under that name. So I decided to go with "BrainStorm Incorporated". Only to find out that using the word "Incorporated" in South Africa has a certain significance to it and it's not just a word you can use all willy-nilly. So I decided to basically decided to go with "BrainStorm Designs" simply because it's easy to remember and from the onset you already know what it's about. It's a design company [brand].

So after doing all that research into the company name. It was now time for the "Designs" part of the "BrainStorm". I had to come up with an identity for my site. Something that makes you wanna click on the next link. Something that catches your attention at first glance. Something that made you wanna browse deeper than just the first 2 pages.

So I decided I'm gonna design a splash graphic for the default page. I designed the logo in Photoshop first. To get the layers, colours & blurs right before animating it. 7 layers, I exported it over to ImageReady for the animation process. 74 frames later. This is what I came up with... the image that's used on the entry page to my site!!

Now cam the next step. The layout. The structure. The skeleton of the site. Where what would be and how it would look.

I decided to go with something I hadn't seen before. Even if you have seen it somewhere before. That doesn't mean I've seen it. So. I didn't go browsing on other peoples' site for layouts. I didn't download any templates. I didn't download any Joomla thingies...
I basically sat down and sketched out the layout I had in my head onto paper. (I'm not too sure if I I still have that page. I'll flickr it soon as I find it).

From the start I wanted to create a web experience that's familiar yet different. A simple user-friendly web site. A site where you know where you are and what you're there to do. Even if it's just to browse. I wanted it to be a well structured browsing experience for the visitor.
So... a while later I had the structure I wanted. Everything on the site was to be centered. The links at the top and some quick links on the left to allow for quick browsing through the site. So you can basically navigate through the whole site withough having to move around a lot looking for the next page. The nav section asks a simple question... "Where to now?" all you have to do is, respond by clicking on either "next", "back", "up" or "home". It's that simple.

Next came the content. The meat to the skeleton. The food to the empty plate... [okay, I'm gonna stop now :) this is getting out of hand.]

In keeping with the 'Simplicity' theme. I decided not to clutter the website with useless text and stuff that the visitor cares very little about. I wanted the site to exhibit my design skills not the grammar. (Not saying there's anything wrong with the grammar or anything... :p]

The background image determined the aesthetic feel of the site. I had to keep with the (Maroon + Black + White) colours used on the splash graphic.

The reason I chose those colours is simple. Because I love maroon. No motivation behind Black really. And white because 95.6% of websites that are out there... have a black background. And the fact that I don't really trust a black background. I don't feel safe around a site with black background. There could be something installing in the background and I wont even know it.
So I wanted my site to be in a colour that didn't hide anything. Not even the site's impefections. White puts everything out in the open for all to see. so yeah... that's why I chose those colours...

ok, back to the design...

I first copied the "b+wings" from the splash graphic onto a page with a maroon+white gradient. Then placed the word 'BrainStorm' vertically on the left hand side of the image. And 'Designs' and the horizontal bottom of the image. After that was done, I figured it was still a little too quiet. So I went crazy with this ivy looking thing and placed it all over the image changing the opacity, the layer positioning, the colour maroon+white depth. And FINALLY, 17 layers later. I ended up with the current backgound image on http://www.brainstormdesigns.co.za/

So I decided to have 5 main pages (excluding the entry page, coz you only see it once).

The 5 main pages are:

• Home
• About Us (I think I need to change that to just 'About' or 'About Me'. Coz there iz no Us, just me. It's MY site after all.... mhhhmm we'll see...)
• Portfolio
• Clients
• Contact

The Home page would basically be for letting the visitor know where they are and what's happening. All the latest design projects would be place on this page. At the mo, there's the two sites I'm working on.

The About Us page is to let the user know who the hell 'Us' is. While in reality there is no 'Us'. (yeah, that's right. fool them into thinking there's a whole team working on the designs, while it's really a one man show)

Then come the fun... the Portfolio page. Under this page, there're three other pages. Basically dividing the porfolio into chewable chunks. lol. i.e. the Logos, Graphic Designs and the Web designs pages.

In the Logos page, just a few of the logo designs I've designed. (somehow that doesn't sound like proper English. The Queen wouldn't be impressed.)

And then comes my second most favourite page on the whole site (that's after the entry page). The Graphic designs page... This is where the magic happens. This is the one page I had the most difficulty 'feeding' info. I had to decide on which designs to put up here, and which not. I've decided to take it slow, and just tweak a few from the ones I have and then upload them little by little, as time goes on. So watch this page. :)

The last page in the portfolio section is the Web Designs page. It contains mini-screenshots of websites I've worked on. BrainStorm included.

The Clients page. This section also has sub-links to each of the people I've designed stuff for. Each containing a short client description, and the design brief, the concept, the tools used and the final product. Which is either a screenie, or the actual logo or whatever.

The last page is the Contact page, this is where my contact details can be found. And that's basically it.

Site overview...

I think I've successfully completed my mission. I've designed a simple website. Using a simple dash of CSS, a pinch of JavaScript, a cup of creativity, a healthy helping of imagination and a handful of pespiration.

Each page on the website contains an inspirational quote at the top. Which is related to the content that is on that particular page. It's just something I wanted to add to make the visit more pleasurable and inspirational at the same time. I've never seen that before. Until I put it on my site.

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life = 0

been a while since i last posted... but I hate posting for the sake of posting. Also, I've been crazy busy working on my site... but more about that later...

Right now however, I have bigger fish to fry.

I think I have serious problems. I've noticed that for some unknown reason, I don't do anything worth talking about except for work. I don't play any sport. I don't go to gym. I don't have a whole gang (20+) of friends with whom I do crazy stuff...
I only have a few friends. And most of which i only see on some odd weekend when we go for drinks or whatever. Apart from that, I can't really say, "my friends and I had a tough game of ............................. last week." Or that my arm is sore from that .................................. move I did at the gym yesterday.

It might sound weird to hear a 22yr old saying these things but they're true. I'm seriously starting to bore myself now. I need a flippin hobby or something. I don't even have a flipping PlayStation or anything like that. At least then I'd say I have something to entertain or occupy myself with. But I just don't. I wish I could blame something or someone else... but I really can't...

I suck at soccer/football. And everybody knows that (almost) all black people love soccer. I don't like watching the damn sport. I'd much rather watch Rugby or Cricket or something. I don't enjoy soccer at all. That explains the disinterest and inability to play. Not the other way round.
Actually, I don't really care if I can play of not.

Then comes PS games and such...

hhmmmm... this is a tough one...

Sometimes I wish I had a console to play RPGs & FPS and driving/racing games but somehow the wish isn't that strong to push me into buying one. I love playing games. I love playing games I don't even know coz somehow I end up being good at them even if it's the first time playing.
But still... it's not motivation enough... :/

It's not nice being me sometimes...

I think I might end up boring people to death...
I've decided...
I'm gonna start something... not too sure what... but something's coming... watch this space...

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Drinkin wine

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Originally uploaded by Paper_Cut

So yesterday, I hooked up with a very close friend of mine. We went to Baobab (Menlyn). The only one in the whole of Gauteng.

When we got there we ordered a bottle of still mineral water while we were waiting for our wine. We had Two Oceans a Carbenet-Merlot blend.

We had had quite a day. We spent half of it together anyway.

It was the best day of my life so far. We had a whole lotta fun, just the two of us. We got drunk as hell. But held on to our sanity.

A couple of hours and a 2 bottles of wine later, we decide to go to another restaurant (Spur) to get some super hot buffallo wings & ribs. So we did that...

The wine definately brought us even closer than we were. Coz it was basically the first time we had gotten drunk together. This is weird coz we've known each other for over a year already... but yesterday was definately the day we cemented our friendship (...in wine) :)

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Street-vendors get sunglasses!!!

I heard on the news this morning that all the street vendors in Joburg would be geeting sunglasses as part of an awareness programme to promote protecting your eyes against thee harmful rays of the sun.

so I thought... yay!

wait... no...

Imagine buying newspaper from your local traffic light vendor and he comes up to you wearing sunglasses...

won't that just look weird??

Ok I understand that they are trying to create awareness around taking care of your eyes and stuff, but the whole sunglass wearing thing is not very popular among black people.

Black people see wearing sunglasses as making yourself look nice. Not so much about preventing getting your retinas burnt ultimately causing blindness and so on...

Anywayz... think of it, how many black people have you seen wearing shades at any given time compared to whites or any other races?? I'm sure there's at least 2 to every 20...

I'm not gonna lie and say I wear shades everytime I'm in the sun. Coz truth is, I don't. But at least I have a good reason why I don't. It's simply because I'm wearing spectacles most of the time. And I can't really see that well without them (I'm short-sighted) futher than 2-3 meters things start to get pretty blurry. Especially people's faces. Now how the hell am I supposed to find Ms Right-Now if i only notice her when she's a few feet away from me?? That's not really gonna improve my chances is it?? I didn't think so...

Funny enough, the thing about black people wearing shades to finish off a stunning outfit. Only exists within black people. More often than not. You find people (blacks) making a fuss about seeing another black person (male or female) wearing shades. They/we never see it simply as another human being taking care of their eyes...

I think black people concern themselves with useless things... coz one thing you'll start noticing is them asking what brand they are (the shades) and how much they cost and where they were bought. It's so frustrating sometimes...

If only this awareness programme went beyond the street vendors and into the corporate world. you'll be surprised how many people actually own a decent pair of sunglasses. Out of about 10 of us in my section only 2 of us actually have sunglasses. And neither of us wear them on our way to work/during lunch/after work. But rest asured, we make damn sure that we have them on as we're heading to the mall on Saturday...

Educate yourself black man!

Sunglasses were not designed for you to boast among your friends about what brand they are and how much they cost or to have something to put at the top of your head when you're at a party or indoors.

I'm out!

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taking pics

I think I need therapy or something.

I'm addicted to taking pictures!

I find myself popping out mah phone, sliding the camera-cover and snapping away at almost everything. This is very unhealthy!!!

Fun, but unhealthy...

check my latest... http://www.flickr.com/photos/paper_cut/tags/bored/

right now my phone's battery is dead. so I can't take pictures...

Funny enough, I'm not worried about calls and stuff, I'm more concerned about pics. See what i mean by therapy...?

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nOOb web design skillz

So I've decided to design a website. Well, it's always been an idea really, just that I didn't have content for the site... but all that's changed now. I'm done with everything else.

All I'm doing right now is basically experimenting with different layouts and so on... but so far I'm pretty happy with the layout I decided to go with.

Anyways... in my constant search for ideas and stuff... I went through some local sites to see what the competition is like and i must say, if I were to become a client to any of the following websites, I'd firstly need to get my head checked THOROUGHLY!!!!

There's sites that "specialise" in web design, but instead of a proper screenshot of their work, they take actual pictures. As in they literally take a camera and take a picture of whatever website that was designed by them...

Here's a quick example... check this out...

from the site: http://www.ukubona.co.za/default.asp?pageid=2661
from the same site... http://www.ukubona.co.za/default.asp?pageid=2736 seems they "forgotton" something...

Oh... yah, here's a great website... http://www.epnetwork.co.za/

Here's another great web design site with a great look and feel, to definately attract potential clients a mile away... http://www.warthog.co.za/

Their header:

Welcome - take a little time on this website . . .

some wise words from the people @ warthog.co.za:

Tip #3: Visitors are in a hurry - make your content succinct.

"We can suggest ways of making your website design more effective"

...nevermind the red-x on the top-right corner and all the errors on the pages (on warthog.co.za). It's probably nothing.

OMG!!! this is great.... the navigation disappears...
http://www.warthog.co.za/website-analysis.htm WOW!!!! I want them to design my site!! YEAH!!

here folks... I say nothing... http://www.intoweb.co.za/index.html feast your eyes...

I'm gonna be adding more as I come across em...


peace & love!

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I'm never drinking again!

Ever muttered those wonderful four words after a long night of excessive drinking???

You know you have....

Anywayz, last night I went clubbing with a few of my friends with our sole mission being to see this guy...

And right now, I'm not feeling very well... My head is pounding...

Funny enough while you're drinking, the last thing you think about is how you gonna feel the next day. You don't even get the signs of how bad your hangover's gonna be...

anywayz.... I'm out... I think I need some sleep or something....

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Damn all these beautiful girls...

Now playing: Sean Kingston

Song: Beautiful Girls

Let's face it, most beautiful aren't really good at much...

I mean, how many beautiful girls you know that are good at stuff... stuff like cooking, cleaning, taking care of their man AND still manage to keep their hair, nails and clothes in order??

To be perfectly honest... not that many!

In comparison to "okay" looking girls, the beautiful ones are really not all they made out to be in terms of being in a proper being an all round beauty... I don't know about other races, but I'm pretty sure most "beautiful" black girls can only do half the things mentioned above.

I know of only a few girls who can actually cook, take care of their nails and still manage to keep a man.

A word of advice to the beautiful girls out there... you ever wonder why you can never really keep a man for longer that 12 months??

well...

that's simply coz you only satisfy one one of his needs. A
BEAUTIFUL GIRL BY HIS SIDE! Everything else... you come a close second
to the "I'm beautiful inside" chick he's cheating you with!

There... doesn't the truth make you feel good? Wanna know another reason why...?? simple...

You're way too concerned about your hair, make-up and nails to even dare to get
out the house for a simple trip to the store around the corner... You'd much
rather stay behind and let him go on his own... which is where he meets other
sexy make-up-free girls, who end up taking your man.

Then you wanna run around claiming that all men are pigs/dogs/losers/ Failing to realise that it was your fault all along.

YOU were the one who said... you're not the cooking type
YOU were the one who said... you're not the cleaning type
YOU were the one who said... "ooh... I can never go a day without make up"
During sex... YOU were the one who said... "you want me to do WHAT!?!"

To all the beautiful ladies out there: Maybe, just maybe, one day when your man asks you to do something for him and you're about to say no... consider this... somewhere out there there's some girl who's more than ready and willing to do all those things you consider yourself to be too beautiful to do... nuff said!

end note: The above statement includes: sex, not wearing make-up, letting
him see how you look first thing in the morning, seeing your imperfect ass &
thighs(aka celulite).

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teh typo

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Originally uploaded by Paper_Cut

nobody's perfect... even major newspapers make teh mistakes...

this is a pic of an article in some Sunday newspaper reviewing the Mercedes Benz C-Class!


click on the pic and read the last sentence...

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Vanish, my ass!!!

What the hell!!!



I don't know how many people fall for this whole "miracle cleaning detergent/soap/liquid" crap. But I'm definately not one of them...


First they tell you it cleans iodine fresh out of white shirts... ok, my first question is... what the hell would you be doing with iodine (or whatever other chemical for that matter) on white shirts? Plus; I think whatever cleaning agents/chemicals they put in their product has some sort of reaction with the ioding and therefore looks like it completely cleans it whereas it's only reacting with the agents in the cleaning thingy.

And then there's this other Bang one... (I won't mention names in case I get my ass sued :P) Anywayz... I think that one is a clear lie. Who the hell (apart from coin collectors) would want to put a 5c coin in that stuff to see if it works...?

Then there's the whole "steam cleaning" revolution...

For those of you who don't know, there's this hand-held steaming thingy that apparently is supposed to blow hot steam onto "hard-to-clean" surfaces. I think it's total crap. I think it just blows the steam from one place to another. It basically changes the grime from solid to a messier liquid form that just requires you to clean the mess you just made (in the effort to have a cleaner surface) your damn self.

Eish...

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Same faces different places!

Been a while since my last post but anywayz, here goes...

Now, I'm not the only one who thinks this but it just irritates the crap out of me that almost on every other channel (SABC1,2,3 & e) you always see the same actors playing different roles.

The first question I always ask myself is "WHY?". A simple 'why'. Why can't we get to see fresh talent on the silver screen for a change. Just somebody who's tryin to crack it into the industry, instead of people you've been watching since 1999. I mean why do people still go study Drama if all we ever get to see is the same people everywhere. In ads, sitcoms, presenting and even voice-overs... everywhere.

All I'm asking for is some new faces to do the same things these 'veterans' are doing. I'm not saying they should quit acting, but they should rather give the noobs a chance.

It's okay to see people you know playing some serious roles in soapies like Generations and stuff, but when you see someone who's been acting longer than you care to remember in a lousy role like on that new teen soapie on eTV it just gets kinda depressing. In my eyes they sorta lose credibility, that can't be good...

Anywayz, just my two cents!

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Beautiful inside

Shame, isn't it just so sad when fat/ugly/pimple-faced girls suddenly decide they are all BBW and stuff. Don't get me wrong, I know quite a lotta "big" girls and most of them happen to be my best friends. They're very beautiful and stuff. But they're completely different compared to the ugly ones. I wonder why... I think they listen to too much of that "I'm beautiful inside" crap! Seriously, think of it. Almost everyone is somehow inside. You're either a nice person or you attitude completely sucks balls!!!

And it doesn't automatically mean that because you're fugly outside then you're
beautiful inside.

This applies to all the ugly girls out there. Regardless of your body size. If you're ugly, you're ugly, there's absolutely nothing we can help you with. Accept it and move on. Same applies to all the guys who repeatedly date fugly girls and claim they're "beautiful inside". It's a sad excuse. Just admit it to yourself. You're just in it for the sex! Plain and simple. Let's face it. Ugly girls are freaks in the bed. No question... :) That one was for the egos I bruised. Feelin better??

I'll be the first to admit. I have been in relationships with some girls with
questionable looks. How do I justify this? see above :D

So all's I'm sayin is, you don't have to be ugly to be "beautiful inside". You're beautiful all round. Inside and out. Fuck what everybody else says (myself included).

Clearly they don't know Jack Schidt!

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SkinArt!

So I was thinking of gettina tattoo. Actually it's nothing new, I've been contemplating it for the past 3 odd years.

But now that I've finally decided on what I wanna get. I'm having second thoughts. Not necessarily about the pain or anything like that.

The question I keep asking myself is... is my body ready for
a tattoo??

This is probably because I feel I still have a long way to go in terms of "expanding" body wise, if you know what I mean. I don't think I'm done growing yet. But at the same time I don't wanna go get a tatt done when I'm 31 or something like that. Then it just loses its appeal. I wanna do it now while I'm still young.

I don't know, kinda stuck between a rock and a hard place

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Now playing: Michael Buble

Track: Fever

So, yesterday afternoon, I call this other girl. She picks up. I can tell she can't really talk. I ask her why. She tells me she standing in a queue and she's about to get helped so she'll call me back.

Okay, so I hang up and wait for her to call...

Needless to say, she doesn't. I wasn't expecting her to anyways so it's no big deal.

Then late last night, after nine. She calls me. Now this might sound absolutely meaningless to you folks but to me it meant a whole lot. For one, it meant she was thinking about me at the time... :)

Lemme give you a brief history about me & this girl...

We met back in '05. She was standing outside a Standard Bank waiting for a friend. I was walking in her direction (sort of from the side from the back) and you can only guess exactly what I was looking at mkay!
As I was admiring ther beauty before me, (I was working my way up) and when I got to her face, I noticed she was staring at me. I had no choice but to make up some conversation. So I did.

I went up to he and the first thing she said to me was "I know you" (she spoke first). I was actually relieved, coz this meant I wouldn't have to think of some stupid chat-up line. So I asked her where she knew me from and she said from back home (Bloem). This was even more of a bonus coz at least we had something in common. So I got her number and went to go see her later that day.

I saw her as often as I could for about 2 months. Nothing serious, just visits and stuff.

Then she moved somewhere and we lost contact and she had also changed her number after she got mugged.

Anywayz...

I bumped into her again a few months ago and got her numbers again adn have been calling her since (not everyday obviously, I don't want her thinking I'm a stalker or anything like that).

So we've been keeping in touch for sometime now and I'm seriously falling for this girl, but she doesn't know it yet. I like so many things about her. She's a beautiful person in and out.

I wanna get closer though... My only fear is she'll either reject my ass or I'm gonna end up pushing her away... I don't want that!

What I like about her...

~ the way I feel when we talk on the phone.
~ the way she hugs
~ how open she is talking to me
~ her smile
~ her body (even though she's gained quite a bit of weight since I met her)
* I think this could actually be love *
~ I can't stop thinking about her (esp. after a phone call or after I see her)
** I'm not gonna rush things though, I just hope I don't scare her off... **

I'm going home this coming week, the day after my birthday. During last night's phone call, I told her this, and she said if only it wasn't during the week she'd love to come with me. Right then and there, I was starting to think I should try and reschedule my plans to fit her in, but I just couldn't. But at least she promised we'd see each other before then. I can't wait. I feel like a love-striken teenager! I'm not really complaining. I just hope it doesn't show when I try to tell her how she makes me feel... whenever that is...

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Thoughts and things...

Now playing: Common

track: 8 minutes to sunrise

Okay, so it's the first of the month, my PCclock says 19:01pm but I know is a few minutes behind...

anywayz...

My birthdays is exactly 5 days away. Lately I find myself thinking about my life a lot. I guess I don't really have much of a choice since I don't really have anyone to distract me and stuff.

Over the past few days I've been trying to figure out a number of things about myself. Crazy things sometimes. Stuff like what's the next 365 days have in store for me (after my birthday that is).

When it comes to relationships and stuff, I'm not too sure if I'm really gonna meet someone I'm gonna invest a whole lot of eneergy and money into. I've done that before got my fingers burnt, don't want it no more (for now at least) :) I'm not gonna spend a whole lotta time trying either!

I've decided to make the next 12 months, 53 weeks, 370 days, 8880 hours, and less than 5400000 minutes all about me. I've dedicated over 17 months to someone who clearly had no consideration of what I felt for her. I've decided to stop sulking about it and move the fuck on.

She didn't deserve all of this...

So it's official 01-August-2007 till 06-August-2008 are all about The PaperCut!

I don't care anymore about putting someone else before me. I have no kid no cat no goldfish nothing. So why the fuck should I put somebody else ahead of my own needs? I'm not doing that no more.

I've been in relationships with people who actually did care about me. I know this cause I know; I was there!

I have never been a player. I don't play. That's just who I am. Who I've always been. I think with mah heart and that's just the way it's always been. I don't cheat. I fall in love instead. It sucks that when you think you're about to start something real, the next person is busy with their own agenda. That's seriously not fair, but I guess that's just how life goes.

You live and you learn...

One thing I've repeatedly used as a 'revenge tool' has always been success. I believe it has a bigger impact that being bitter and shit.

So this is it. The revolution starts now!

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The people at McDonald's know me...

As soon as I get to the counter. The wiater (...or whatever they're called) knows what I'm gonna eat. Large McFeast Deluxe + coke no ice.

It's kinda creepy at times. Funny, but creepy just the same.

I don't blame them though. It's probably the only other meal on their menu that actually tastes like real food. I've been hooked on it since they introduced it during the last World Cup or something...

So today. I decided to go against the grain. When the dude said "Large McFeast + Large coke" I said "no, gimme the number 7 with large coke & no ice".

I have to say. that was the biggest mistake of my life so far. The patty was freakin hard. I think they overdid it a bit.

Oh well, I guess I'ma have to go back to my McFeast...

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nu chick on teh blok

So, I met this other chick last week Tuesday. She pretty hot. Cute, got dreads. Probably longer than mine...

Only one thing that turns me a bit off about her. She sounds like a 13yr old on the phone.

I mean, don't get me wrong. Face2face, she's absolutely okay. She goes to TUT, nad stuff. So I'm no craddle snatcher. :)

I've only seen her that one time, and since then we've been talking on the phone... We had made plans to hook up this coming weekend, but I'm gonna surprise her and call her tomorrow to ask her out... The nice thing about that is... she wont be expecting it at all... top marks for me :)

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I think I fucked up!

So this is what happened late yesterday. After having finished my previous post.

I called her and we agreed she'd come over later today.

I'm not too sure that was a good idea because we'd had a fight over the phone just before we arranged to continue face2face today.

I'm don't really wanna fight her though. I don't want this to be one of those messy break-ups I never want to think about. Or even for us to end up hating each other or anything like that.

I'm gonna try my best not to start yesterday's fight again.

I want to be able to hit it anytime without having to apologise and beg for it. I want us to still be cool...

anywayz.. I'm out

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The 17 month breakup!

Yeah, so this is it.

Monday I broke up with my girlfriend. Not a big deal really. Only thing is that I'd been with this girl for about 17 months or so...

Let me tell you what happened that led to Monday (and the reasons why I dumped her)...

I met this chick at work. It was her first day and I kinda liked what I saw. So I decided to persue her... which I did. I later found out that she had a dude. Who lived outside the country (Botswana to be exact) They had met at varsity, so since she'd come to work in GP (and a few months before that) distance had already started to take it's toll on the relationship, as a result. They weren't necesarily as close as they used to be. But the love was still there apparently. because they'd been together for around 3 years or something.

So now, the months went by and we got very very close, we became the best of friends. Able to talk about anything and everything. Obviously at the beginning I wasn't seeing her as the mother of my kids and wedding bells and stuff like that, it was kind of a companionship thing. Although at the beginning I was also involved with someone, but it was nothing serious. I broke it off as soon as I met this new one. With no hopes of building anything serious or anything like that...

I couldn't trust her
As time went on, we had gotten so close, that her relationship with the dude (let's call him AB) was starting to seriously bother me. Because I felt like everytime she went back home or to Botswana, she would make sure that she hooked up with him.

She's a liar AND I couldn't trust her!
At around June, last year, I was chilling at my flat and she called me telling me she'd be going somewhere with her cousin. I wasn't bothered by this because she'd gone somewhere with her cousin before and she was alright.

I only found out later that night that she was nowhere near her cousin for a whole 4 hours. She had gone out with some dude who she claimed had known for a while from back home. So that seriously pissed me the fuck off. I couldn't understand why she'd said she would be going out with her cousin.
She couldn't come up with any good reason. Even the bad ones sucked.

So that night I spent most of the night in tears cause she'd fucking lied to me (repeatedly) simply to go out with someone she knew I was against her seeing. <- does that make sense?

Anywayz, after a whole lot of begging and pleading and crying and apologising, which took almost the whole week, I forgave her, but assured her that I could never ever trust her again.
(that was in June '06)

I ended up having to talk to this motherfucker, telling him to stay the fuck away from my girlfriend. He didn't wanna listen, claiming that they just friends and there's nothing for me to worry about. Bullshit, I wasn't gonna be taking advice from somebody who was meddling in my relationship knowing I existed. Fuck him.

...she fucked up again

October '06, she fucked up one more time, for good measure...

She started flirting with somebody in the same company we worked at. 'Behind my back', or so she thought. I was fully aware of what she was doing. Until one day I confronted her about it. Told her to stop this bullshit before this goes too far and somebody gets hurt. (that was on a Friday)

Then the following Monday, the flirting starts all over again. I make her aware that I know what she's up to, only then does she tell this mofo to back off a little coz quote "somebody doesn't like it" I was like what the fuck is that supposed to mean!?!

So later on in the week I confront her again, and only then does everything stop. I asked her what she was trying to do, and all I get is some stupid "nothing was going on" crap!

At the end of '06, they (AB & she) broke up coz AB was busy sleeping with somebody else and managed to let it slip during a phone conversation to her. [shame, poor bastard]

So anywayz, let me just fast forward to last week Friday...

So she had went home this past weekend, and was to return on the Sunday. She was supposed to start a new job on Monday...

In the mean time, we had had a fight over some lousy sms she'd sent me. So things were a bit tense over the weekend. We didn't speak much.

So on the Sunday she returned, and we chilled for a while but things were still not okay.

The Monday morning (of the breakup), I was supposed to go to work but then decided I wasn't going anymore. Made up some excuse to my boss that I was going to see a dentist later that day (which was true, but I could've still went to work).

So she leaves early to get to work. I walk her to go catch a cab, then I returned to my place, where I just chilled for a few seconds before she'd call to say she'd left her phone behind and that I should please switch it off for her.
That's when I started getting supicious. Then instead of doing what i was told, I decided to conduct some private investigating of my own. I went through her SMS inbox, and there was nothing there. OK. Then I proceeded to her call register. Went through her dialed calls, then noticed AB's number. This came as a surprise, because she had said to me that she didn't have airtime over the weekend which is why she never called me. Which I belived at the time, but now I was a bit confused. How is it possible that she managed to call him and not me. What the hell was going on here...????

So I checked her received calls, and saw that he also called her. That was fine. There's pretty much nothing I can do to stop him from calling. But they had broken up, why the fuck were they calling each other if they had broken up months ago??

I went back to her Inbox, to check if I had missed anything. I hadn't, there was nothing there. I think she had deleted all the SMSs they were sending each other.

This serously pissed me the fuck off!!

A few minutes later, she calls her own phone; obviously to check if I had switched it off, which I hadn't.

After that, she calls my phone, and asks me why I haven't switched it off yet. I tell her becuase she doesn't have voicemail, might as well at least see who called [Missed calls] so she can call them back or something. Instead she tells me to switch it off regardless, coz "you-know-who" might call.

That angered me even more. I was like "What the fuck is that supposed to mean, I thought you had broken off all comuncation with him." she says "I have." I'm like, "Fuck that, I know for a fact you two have been calling each other." She's like "SO!!" then habgs up. Obviously I'm feeling kinda helpless coz I can't call her back and give her a piece of my mind. So I decided to fucking dump her as soon as she walks though the door...

So I go to my dentist appointment...

As soon as I got back, I went straight to her stuff and started packing everything. All the stuff I had bought her, her photos, her underwear, EVERY-FUCKING-THING!

Later on in the day, when she got back, she tries to act like nothing's wrong. She comes in, asks me where her phone is, I point her to it, and as she goes to get it; she realises that all her shit's been packed and in full display. She turns to me and says "are you dumping me?" and I say no. Coz that would have been to easy and too painless. So I call her to the livingroom, where we site on the couch and i try to reason with her. I ask her to explain exactly what the fuck is going on between her and AB. She says "nothing" it was just a phone call.

after a lot of raw bullshit coming out of her mouth...

I told her that I wasn't gonna stand for this anymore. Asked her what else she was hiding from me, and that I'm not gonna sit around and wait for her to break my heart again. That she'd done that way too may times already. I told her that I don't wanna be with someone like her anymore, that if they were sorting things out behing my bcak i wasn't gonna sit around and wait to get dumped for somebody else. ANd that she's gonna fucking infect me with AIDS coz she'd obviously be sleeping with us both at some point. That I didn't trust her AT ALL and that I want absoltely nothing to dowith her. Which is why I packed everything that belongs to her. And everything I've ever bought her. I didn't/don't want anything that has anything to do with her.

That took around 2 to 3 hours...

At the end of it, she went the whole "I love you so much" route. But it had no impact or even an effect on me. Coz I had had over 8hours to prepare myself for everything. I had broken up with her, made up, dumped her, hated her, called het "bitch" so many time within that 8 hours that whatever she said just bounced off of me.

When she was about to leave, coz I had also kicked her the fuck out, she decided that she was gonna give me space and give me some time to be okay, and that I should call her when I'd made peace with everything so we could get back together.

It was obvious that this bitch didn't get the message, so I just agreed to that just to get her the fuck out of my face.

needless to say, she's till waiting...

There's only one more thing that's left behind, I forgot to pack it coz it was separate from her stuff, a vase I used to always buy her flowers with... <- I don't think that makes a lot of sense... anywayz...

I still have quite a lot on my chest so I'm gonna dump all over again when she comes to get it...

**aaaaahhh so much pain, so little time**

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