Pay attention... this is about you!

So you're probably wondering what brought this on. And well, to be honest, I just decided to write this especially for you! Yes you!

I wasn't gonna write anything, but considering I said I would, I have no choice but to stick to my word. It's what I do.

Question: How come guys who seem really really interested in you just fade away?
Answer: Conquest!

Long story:

There's this friend of mine (ok, she's not really a friend, I just know her) who's having issues with keeping a guy. Not a particular guy, just any guy who comes along.

She thinks something's wrong with her. So she comes and sobs on my shoulder each time the guys leave.

To be totally honest, I don't blame them for leaving.

You're not such a cool person to hang with. I, for one, am irritated shitless by your stupid giggles. You giggle at everything and anything that you see on TV. Even if it's a drama series on TV, you still find a reason to giggle.

Granted this might be confused with having a "bubbly personality". But come on! There's only so much bubbliness a guy can take till they realise that you have nothing more to offer than what you already have.

So you're sitting there reading this and thinking... "but, I've always been like this??". Yes, true as that may be. One thing makes this situation different to how you "have always been".

You hadn't slept with the guy yet!

Harsh, I know. I said it.

Let's get back to the issue at hand here...

Guys will stick with you through everything and anything; and I mean everyfuckingthing... EVERYTHING!!! If you haven't slept with them yet.

We'll overlook the fact that you have a bit of a breath issue, or that your hands are a bit ashy...

We're willing to overlook the fact that your one les is a bit thinner than the other. That doesn't matter, what matters is what's inbetween those legs.

Once that hurdle's jumped over and the guy has had enough of what you had to offer, that's it. Then your flaws start becoming the main focal point. Sticking through any more of this torture is subject to prospective bonking somewhere in the not too distant future...

So there you have it...

**upon getting to the end of this, i realised this is true for a lotta girls out there...

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Blind rape

Just saw this in the paper this morning.

There's a blind man (40) who's being accused of having raped a 20 year old woman in Mpumalanga, South Africa.

Now, what I don't understand is how exactly could this happen? No really, I tried working on as many scenarios as humanly possible, like maybe the girl lived with the man and while she was sleeping, the guy took advantage of her or something. I don't know.

But still, in any event, why didn't the girl just ran away or fight him off or something? How did he know what to do? How did he know he was raping a woman dumb enough not to do anything about it until afterwards?

I'm thinking the woman consented to it, then cried rape afterwards. After thinking about how embarrassing it could be if the guy told all his blind friends about that heated moment of passion with her.

Either that, or it was just pity-sex. And then she started getting embarrassed when her friends realised what had happened or after she told them about feeling the warmth or a blind man.

I don't actually know any blind people, so I can't really say whether this guy was aware of his actions or he was just blinded by his raging hormones. Excuse the pun.

Maybe they were in a relationship all along, and when it came to consumating it, the girl went through with the plan until only during the act, and changed her mind. Leaving the man blue-balled and fuming. LOL.

Ok, I gotta stop.

Hope it all turns out okay, I also hope the woman is alright.

Peace.

article: Blind rape

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Hobbilessness

It's no joke.

It's actually pretty sad how so many black people go around their day-to-day lives without hobbies.

I was watching Miss SA on Monday, and noticed how all the black people (all but one) didn't really have any hobbies as they were shown strutting their stuff catwalk style. One of them actually listed 'singing in a choir' as her hobby. What kinda hobby is that? Singing in a choir? Might as well list singing in the shower as part of her un-ending list of things to do on a lazy weekend afternoon.

Why is it that all black people can call a hobby (men especially) is kicking a ball around, while our white counterparts have such an array of things from which to choose?

White people have a whole world of opportunities in terms of sporting and recreational activities.

I was watching skateboarding on Supersport yesterday and not even one of all those white people who kept flying high up in the air were of African descent. Why is that? And this seems to be an international situation. Have you ever heard of black people going on holiday anywhere else except the beach? I mean, nevermind the fact that 98% of black people can't swim to save their lives, or even be good enough in water to at least enjoy the waves, the salty water and sand they all flock to during summer.

I'm not too sure who's to blame for all this chaos. We can't keep blaming our past for the limited oportunities we were presented all the time. Who's to blame for your not being able to swim or play any other sport except one where you have to kick a ball.
It's most probably because black people indeed are historically disadvantaged. All these other sports/hobbies need some sort of equipment/device in order to be played properly. For soccer, all you really need is two legs (or two arms - for the ladies), and anything round. It could even be a whole lot of old plastic bags balled up together to make a ball and you're sorted.

Reasonable explanation.

This is not only about the men in our societies. Black women too are at a huge disadvantage. All they can list as their hobby is netball. Nothing else. (Well except the 'watching TV, listening to the radio, reading magazines' they mention at every chance.) Speaking of which... what kind of hobbies are those anyways? Watching TV, listening to the radio and reading magazines don't really count as hobbies in my book. Those are normal stuff that everyone who has those facilities available to them can do at any given time.
Seriously.

People (normal people, not you hobbyists) watch TV at least twice a day and for varying amounts of time.
You watch TV in the morning (the news or whatever) then again after work. Now ask yourself: is that a hobby?

Some people even go as far as listening to radio instead of watching TV (while driving or walking around of whatever). Does that make listening to radio a hobby?

While others prefer to read magazines. And I mean magazines, like Financial Mail or CEO os someting along those lines. Curling up on your bed reading Cosmo doesn't necessarily count as a hobby. Or does it?

If this continues, I think the black races is destined for extinction. All our 'hobbies' revolve around doing nothing. Being uninvolved seems to be our biggest and best hobby. Of course except chasing a ball all over the place.

But what happens when you're too old to play soccer? Or netball? And by old I mean your mid 30's. Coz for black people, that's when everything just stops. All of a sudden you're "too old" to be playing anything that might result in you sweating. It is at this point in your life where you start getting involved in those 3 hobbies listed above. It's really depressing.

Another thing black people consider a hobby is... you guessed it. Sex. Black people love sex. Even if they're not having it. Just the thought of the act itself seems to excite them. You wonder why we have such a large number of cousins, half-sisters/brothers and most of whom we don't even know about. That's why when black people meet they have to aks your full names. Surname and all. In case you're their family twice removed or something.

I refuse to have my kids grow up being exposed to only stereotypical black sports/hobbies. I didn't grow up like that, I wont expext them to be.

And plus, I need some proper hobbies myself. Reading a magazine while listeing to radio on TV just isn't gonna cut it.


:Paper!

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Scrutinize my ass!

So there’s this ad on TV. It’s some ad about protecting oneself (yes, I said ‘oneself’) from HIV and all that comes with it. Tag-line: "Scrutinize, turn HIV into HI-Victory". Crappy animation but great message.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m all about an HIV-free generation, but this one really got me thinking. It seems the basic idea around this one is basically about looking out for your male friend in case they’re drunk enough to have sex with the loose-est girl in the club. You know the one who dances the most, drinks almost anything she can get her hands on, grins at almost every other guy who walks past her. Yes you know her.

Let’s be honest here. This is a very important message to all the guys out there who know a guy who does the whole targeting the drunkest girl in the area thing. This advert is talking to you. That’s right. You my friend. You.

As the voice-over lady clearly point out, “if your friend is too drunk to put it on, don’t put him in the game” or something along those lines. Which basically means, if you see that your friend is drunk too drunk to put a condom on. You should stop him. Somehow. Maybe advice him not to go after that girl. But whichever one you choose, just make sure his blood-alcohol level is low enough to allow him to put a condom on properly. I have no idea how any one is ever gonna verify your friend’s condom-wearing abilities under the influence, but this is a task that has been put firmly on your shoulders. You are the person who has to check that your friend can do the deed to do the deed. You know what I mean? So, let’s look at our options here... shall we...?

1. You could always do some stupid pop-quiz thing. You know, like, the basics of putting a condom on. Ask him that and see what he says. Maybe the traffic cops could also adopt this to find out if a person is too drunk to be with the female companion by his side. Anyways...
   

I guess that’s pretty much all you got. Otherwise there’s no other way of knowing if the dude is sober enough to even think about a condom. Still, even 100% teetotallers ignore using a condom sometimes, if not all the time. Even if the guy knows all the basics around condoms there’s still no way of guaranteeing that he’s gonna use it when he gets caught up in the moment of passion.

At the end of the day, using a condom is not really about being too drunk or sober enough to protect yourself. Using a condom each time you have sex is pretty much like everything else in the world. It’s all about choice. You can’t choose for the next person, all you can do is telling that person about the dangers of not using protection; the rest is really up to them. Nobody else. It’s between the two (or more) of them. You can’t make anyone do anything.

With the festive season upon us, obviously drinks will be had so please make sure your friends can put condoms on. If they’re too drunk, then lend them a hand. No, I’m joking. Don’t do that. That’s just off-putting.

Scrutinize, scrutinize. At least check if he’s got one on him. The rest is really out of your hands.

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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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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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