Lip Synch Battle MTV Base Africa
Sandton city shopping centre in the City Exclusive
Let’s start at the very beginning Do Ray Me fa so la ti do
Finding a way to win
We try and try again
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As candy coated as my world was created to be nothing ever goes according to Plan or unforeseen circumstances arises . You faced with challenges perhaps when things just turned out to be good . Relationships become tarnished . You carry scars from disappointment and you doubt yourself or become isolated in a room full of people.It always sucks to be in a predicament but its important to push through it. I found that the most challenging experiences I have had is when you give up on yourself that is the moment people give up on you.How do I not quit on myself? Here are some of the things that helped me through crappy situations
- If God shows up for you you need to show up for him. Appreciate the second chance you get each waking day
- Count your blessings gratitude influence your attitude
- Hearing the word of God Faith comes by hearing and hearing the word of God
- This life is not about you its way more than just your here and now
- Indulge in the Pretty Things. There is hope in the beauty that surrounds you
This was so meant for me. First off you killed me with your choice of words”bitch fest” ahs and jahs. It is always fun reading your blogs.
This was meant for me because I have been dealing with an internal bitch fest. I live in Sandton now and making the effort to call home in Cape Town is such a mission. No one picks up at the peek of my fumes. So I am just like forget it I will sulk for the next few days and then get over myself.
I have been senior in my position for nearly 4 years still earning the same salary since I started. I am training new staff that earns a R1000 more than me. Finding another job I haven’t been winning. My HR Manager hasn’t bothered to respond to my email. I can do more than a lot of the people in my office space. but you know what the fudge here I am in the same old financial boat.
However reading this post was such a wake up call like I could use this time to study the people around me and better myself for when the opportunity avails itself.
I literally bookmarked this post just so that I can have a read through it again at home. Cause this hasn’t totally sink in yet but the timing couldn’t be more perfect for me.
Oh Yeah we celebrated our 8 year Anniversary. Whoop Whoop. Now Let’s not all get Belgian Waffel and Nutella Happy… It is all great to embrace love and romance but the core of it has no filter and becomes the result of a forever kind of love.
This is not a beautiful disaster blog post. This post is all about how we survived 8 years and counting.
Shaka the bae has been a huge chunk of my blog. Mainly because my blogs are lengthy extracts of real life experiences and the relationships formed there of. Don’t worry if you a new friend don’t be scared I won’t write about you without your consent… Nudge Skru skru
We spent a while just being close friends before we made it official well I guess it became official when I started lying to everyone. And let me just tell you even during this time we never did go all the way. I am just putting it out there because it would be easy to assume oh well the only reason I lied was because we did it and I was sooooh attached like come on no.
Why was he worth disappointing everyone?
What inspired me to lie and go all in to give us a chance was this. He wanted all cards out on the table of what our intentions were. Like these words came from his mouth. He wanted to know where I was at and where I am hoping to head with him . We had this grown up conversation and he was being serious. He truly had set the tone of our relationship in this instance. I knew in this moment he had potential to be the first boyfriend. I had flings before.Guys I had the hots for but my parents were very old school and none of these hotties were prepared to sit up with this but Shaka was. I told him this is what came inside my luggage and he accepted who I was and what came with me
My Mom literally chased him Home from the doorway of her’s
The first time he came to my moms house was an epic disaster. I am not even going to go down this road all I will say is that any mother should have reacted that way. We got caught. I was left with no choice there was no way we could recover from getting caught after going to a club at 15 years old while being with this older guy. Oh MY HAT YES I KNOW PLEASE GROUND JUST OPEN UP AND SWALLOW ME IN.
What it was like sneaking around can you imagine?
During this time we never had the influence of anyone steering our ship. We rocked the boat with just each other. We had no money never went on a proper date for the first two years just our sneaky get away to a library and memories in his moms home. I cant remember him having a stable job till after I ended High School. He wasn’t one of those guys with a great reputation in academics. He came to school late and never did his home work. He failed the 11th grade. He wasn’t on paper ideal for me. He was the captain of the athletics team but the reputation jocks have the odds was against me. Despite the noise I found a heart of gold and a gentlemen. Whenever we would spend time at his moms home. He would always make me a cup of tea with a saucer with the spoon along side to dip my tea bag. Like whaaaat what guy does that ? Well a gentlemen right.
We never had a proper date as I have mentioned in 2 years no “lets get milkshake somewhere”because of being afraid of that third eye squealing on me.
So celebrating our 8 year Anniversary we had a dinner for two to spite the old days. We had a really good evening at Eatalian’s restaurant we spoiled ourselves with desert treats and explored the Micheal Angelou lounge and shopping mall at night. It was simply stunning….
Have you ever met someone whom you could totally NOT imagine yourself being good friends with. Fast forward nearly 3 years later . Well that is pretty much the start of how I met Momentswithr&l.
It has surely been a while but let me start by saying how I have missed you. As per my last blog post. I challenged myself to a 30 day blogging challenge . I have been taged by a blogging bud and it started off amazingly. Moments with R&L is a fairly new blogger and her fresh and edgy perspective kept me going. You have to read more about her over here.
I threw in the towel at day 21. I know right? So close yet so far. Up until day 21 sticking to this challenge became a lot more challenging as it should. To be honest it revealed to me so much in the mist of my exhaustion and writers block. I found a sense of purpose for my blog in particular. A lot of the topics should have excited me in ways the post should have been 2000 words or more. For example what’s in my handbag? I love watching those videos and reading other people’s blogs regarding that sort of thing. But it wasn’t my thing or at times when I felt forced to write and ended up doing so half heartedly .
I had to go back to the drawing board and measure the why’s and what’s about being a bornfreewitht online. Which was perfect! Never be discourage by failing publicly or privately . Guys in all fairness I could have pushed through but I wasnt determined right ? I could have made this challenge my b!#$& but I didn’t have the willingness it took. So this is what I learned . Always see failing as an opportunity to grow. That is exactly my thinking. I now have a clear perspective with what I should be challenging myself and my readers. I have learned that my limit was way to low and my standard of giving up should be a bit higher. I am sure you can relate if one thing goes wrong in your day your attiude start spiraling out of control and more things result in distress.
I have to say this 30 day challenge opened a can of worms . I was amazed by the topics that were thought provoking and that puzzled me for a bit. I loved reading through those past days cause I am reminded how I had no idea where I was headed initially with whatever topic of the day I was approaching. It was really cool getting creative with my experiences and what I had to offer the topic and the challenge. I would still dare you to try challenging yourself for 30 days . Especially if you new to blogging. It might set boundaries for you. You get to discover what you comfortable with. And whether you down for half hearted post. How far you can push yourself and even explore new limits to quitting. Sometimes it is never about what you fail at or how to measure what you going through its more of how you feel about what you failed at or what you experiencing.
Ever see someone go through the same thing you have gone through but their reaction is the complete opposite to yours . It’s because their feeling is not the same. It’s all about the feels .
At the start of challenging myself the past month felt shakey for me . I was frustrated in work and my personal life and to my rescue came a beautiful mentor. Our relationship flourished and started by The connect group say what! Have a go at my post detailing the Connect group experience . I almost ended up not going and if I hadn’t . I would have never met Nay. Nay is a gorgeous soul that truly identifies the potential women in me. Our friendship is really indescribable but I will try. I am her about 5 years ago . Where I am at she has been. We met for an afternoon tea party. The first time I had anyone over to our new place since moving. Shaka and I are always out and about with our peeps. So as you can imagine the setting was very intimate, personal New but not awkward in anyway. We haven’t had one on one time before. I started pueking verbally with where I was at in my life how I was feeling. She had recently filmed a testimony of her experiences with our church’s creative team. I unfortunately missed it and so had she. It was played on the screens in church on a Sunday we both hadn’t been present in service . So after having verbal diarrhoea she intervened and said I need to show you something a friend had sent her a clip that was played in church about her sit down interview. And as we watched it together . Everything I had just uttered was an exact reflection of her journey . I was so amazed . We different in so many ways but we found common ground in our 20 something approach to life . Our conversation this late afternoon was a turning point to my month. It opened doors for me. It gave me a fresh perspective . My mom and I had hour long conversations around this time . I despreatly needed maturity from women who lead by example . To give you an outline I was dissapointed in myself this affected my vibe with shaka and it was a hard time dealing with new experiences I was finding difficult. I didnt know how to resolve them and it became overwhelming to a point. This challenged me in areas a bit more personal than the pages of this blog. Nay’s lengthy Convo gave me courage to be more honest with myself. I had a tendency to sugar coat how I am really doing but she made me so comfy in being raw and unedited . It felt freeing to share things that one would be more reserved with. I have a feeling Nay will be a feature on this blog more than I realise but I had to share how powerful just doing something can be . Just ending up going to something you might feel hesitant about. What having one on one time with someone could really mean. How freeing being honest with someone can help you and not intimadate you. It just takes that one push in doing it whatever it is. A call an invite an attendance .
Guard the doors you open. Not all doors can be good for you. But find wisdom in the experiences of life and you will just know . When you open yourself up to people it can shift the tone to the hopes of your life. I can vouch for that. Opening myself up to you gives me hope that you can find refuge in my 20 something voice. Since Nay and I met a few connect sessions later and the usual day to day. Here is what’s to come. A sorter update down below.
I celebrated my 8 year annivrsary with Shaka it was so sweet. Nicky who I will chat about in my next post gave me life in a day similar to Friday the 17th. Moments with R& L and I had an epic girl time adventure. Oh yeah !look forward to our post detailing our sleep over and roof top picnic. I Recieved an invitation to Sisters of Africa’s conference which is taking place this week over a 3 day course. Lip Synch Sandton take the city had Shaka and I by the balls… I will save the magic of it in post all later this month.
So be sure to plug in and say Hi , comment down below if any of the above has you in feels . I have been reading a great book. In my absence in posting I have been browsing through WordPress and discovered cool bloggers.
It is the start of spring a new chapter and summery do over . This month is going to be a great one. xoxo T
I am not as obsessed with Tv time as I use to be. Thanks to the power of the Internet. If you miss an episode you won’t necessarily kill yourself but you can download episodes or interact with an online stream.
Something that I have grown with from my teens and even now in my 20s. Is the modern take of the Brady Bunch with Sass and positive vibes, Drum roll , feathers and Champagne bottles popping.
Why? why not? I feel like that show encapsulate the personal drama we experience day to day. Ever feel like your best friend betrayed you boom I had the feels over here. Ever been there for someone and tried helping them but they can’t help themselves boom over here. Ever feel misinterpreted well duh click over here. Ever want to not Care and just live. Ever feel the need to be silly and joyous because you appreciate someone. Ever dream of a perfect Vakay and it doesn’t go as planned.
All images found from eonline entertainment
Comment down below what your fav Tv show is?
Well What is in your hand bag? I am curious. I kid you not I love watching these sort of Youtube Videos. See down below for my fav.
Estée Lalonde …. And yes if you use the, in my way, “regular” tampons you always have to wash your …
I have no excuse for those of you who were expecting an on time published post. I am so sorry I failed at day 20. I mentioned on Thursday that I was on a mini work vakay. I spent 4 days at home. Shaka the bae and I had lots of couple time. Sleeping in and being out and about. More than usual. We had a great time. So great that I was too exhuasted to publish my post on time.
Momentswithr&l My blogging bestie and I have been prepping for major girl time.
We had a few set backs in our plans. But I promise this kinda stuff is worthwhile in the end. I’m about to meet her bae whom you have to learn more about on her blog over here. A hint on our friendship catch up on my previous post here.
These are items I normally have in my bag to work on a daily. When its my off day half of it gets put away. Like my tech items or my bible lady products cause I won’t be away from Home too long. Both devices are not always a must when its an off day. But work can be annoying almost always for otp’s and such.
What’s in your handbag in the comments below
Haaay beauts hope you well. I would love to know what you have been up to. The weekend has been so good for me it feels like it is here to stay.Although time is passing through.My note to myself is to priortize what matters most to me. I had a pretty good day balancing my To do list. To be honest it is Not always the norm but a great start for the blog I suppose . Kudos to me and kudos to you if you share the feels too.
If you enjoying my blogging challenge share your thoughts down below. If you dare to try a 30 day challenge get a bud to join you like mine MomentswithR&l .She’s been doing so well on her blog page . You should give her blog a browse.
I do believe that your mistakes help shape you. You do better when you know better. The truth of it comes with maturity. However if there had to be something I would do over. It would be showing love from a very little age. I struggled being affectionate because it was not my norm. My close circle are not touchy touchy folks.
As I grew older my girl pals would hug a lot. We would hold hands and share cheek kisses when we greeted each other. I wish I had done that with my cousin’s and friends . I wish I hugged every adult who impacted me. Every time my grandparents spoiled me I wish I showed more gratitude than what I had before. Whether it was a smile and outter choice of words to say I love you . Especially those I appreciated at a young age . I wish I never appreciated and showered them with silence. Silence is golden. If anyone spoke of another person who I loved in a bad light. I wish I had not remain silent. That is not love right guys?. If I love someone I shouldn’t love them in the closet. When you see something say something. And as a kid I hold tons of memories remembering instances like that. It could be not standing up for a friend a peer at school or a mentor. I could have loved more.
Today I am still learning and wanting to experience love in all its dimensions. With strangers and my inner circle. Acquaintances and loving myself. This regret is a big wave to ride but this was mine .
What is your philosophy on regrets leave comments below
Quick catch up: It is surely Friday and it has been a cold one in Sandton over the pass two days. The cold front has found foot at our door step and despite being on a long weekend . I have given in to not doing much for the day. My initial intention while being off from work was to not waist the day but to do as much as I can. In my head not waisting the day entails doing something worth remembering or at least productive. Let’s blame the cold front lol but seriously I slept in late . Shaka was given orders to bring a cup of tea to bed. I checked in with MomentsofR&L via whatsap. I had Jlo on the playlist while enjoying Shakas light breakfast which you don’t want to know . Or should I dissapointment you …Well basically left overs of last night’s meal reheated. His not one to cook from scratch. To be honest not long after I fell asleep. Eventually woke up after sleeping in. Gave myself a bath a long pamper session. A quick snack and I was off to Church happenings. My evening ended off super cool. Tonight at Rivers our Church we had Sisters and Shaka had a boy’s night at the men’s section. I am Man. I hope that where ever you found yourself this Friday you are being good and safe and out of trouble.
Now I am the type of girl who has a rule that if I can’t page through my bible as much as I would a secular book then I won’t do a book. I love self help books but nothing recent comes to my mind as much as this one .
Oh yeah we have either paged through this one ourselves or cheated in class while our English School teachers did all the reading for us. A popular book followed by schools globally. At high school we read this in our 10th grade I guess. While reading this I was so intrigued by almost every sense of this book. The amount of times it was rejected by publications. The fact that it won an award long after the author passed on. The politics and origin. The context and 21st century parallel. Dude I could go on and on. All I have to add is who my fav characters were . It has to be Clover and Boxer . Clover had this feminine approach towards every incident that occurs in this novel. Her sincerity and loyalty . Compassion and affection towards Boxer my fav as well. Boxer showed strength humility and courage. He reminds me of the qualities my grandparents possessed. This is a must read if you haven’t. This was the best part of my educational experience. I loved geography and business with a passion. However nothing intrigued me more than dissecting this book. A classic indeed.
Comment down below if you have read this book and what your thoughts are
The weekend is upon us boos. Hope you ready to unwind .This is going to be a long weekend ahead for me. I have been off from work since today. I know right lucky me. I am back in work mode next Monday. What I do have planned is firstly pushing through this blogging challenge. Hope you enjoying it so far. I know myself and my blogging bud Momentswithr&l are having a ball of a time. Secondly it is My 8 year anniversary month with Shaka so we will ease into some couple activities. Tomorrow morning a mean breakfast in bed is planned. Cuddling will be a must as the cold front finally arrived. We have been dreading the windy weather but thats okay. We surely plan to warm up. We have tons of Movies to watch. A game night some time this weekend. A walk to the Zone church festivities and we competing in a lip synch battle . I will tell you more about that a bit later so be plugged in to post that will follow.
Good Evening babes. This is indeed a good start to the few days ahead. I just finished a 6 day brutual work schedule. However on the bright side there is a few free days ahead for me. So as you can imagine I am signalling all the good vibes for a “Mini vakay”.
Yesterday’s blog challenge detailed 15 interesting facts about yours truly. Today is about elaborating on the story behind the picture. I decided to defend my facts by showing you cool old Pictures. These pictures were from my days dancing at epic shows and studios .
Be warned I beg of you to please excuse the sucky quality in those megapixels.
This was taken in 2014. The bae and I got studio space at a Wellness Centre in Plumstead Cape Town. He taught dance professionally where as I the contemporary Girlfriend tagged along. Shaka worked 3 jobs in Cape Town as the hustle of a professional dancer is real. Below is what the gorgeous studio looked like. We paid rent without making much of a profit but loved every second of the hustle . And who wouldn’t love teaching these cute kiddos anyway.
I never saw myself as a professional dancer but I could dance to save my life . It has been a quick minute since I have even stretched and oh boy am I already far from a good split.
They say a picture holds a thousand words and it sure could. I remember being so happy here. I felt that when love and creativity combined nothing could separate the magic that those moments possessed. This was taken at his primary job. A performing art school where he taught hip hop dance in Paarl Cape Town. If you familiar with the route you can tell what a stretch that was. He surely travelled and worked hard to sustain a decent lifestyle .
This was a third job to Shakas resume . He taught in Athlone Cape Town on a Saturday of every week. He went on to compete In Las a Vegas at the Hip Hop International Dance Competition. This is a legendary opportunity. He placed top 14 in the world from his category. He ranked All style dance champion in south Africa that year . He respresented the country and repped well. Because he was away I took over his class with Beyonce teasers. I taught a piece to the song grown women.
We met at school. Particularly because of our love for the performing art. High School was huge in itself. Especially for a first year student. Bare in mind he was a senior and I was a junior. I attended drama class and he taught dance . This was a weekend extra mural activity opened to the public just hosted at the high school. I had no idea he even attended the school or was a senior. Until Mrs Lewis pointed that out.
To be fair dance brought us both to Johannesburg Sandton. This was our first flight together. We landed in Randburg Johannesburg for a dance competition. This was in 2014 we had no intention that time of moving. I can vividly remember not liking the atmospher and the environment. Now I adore the streets of Johannesburg.
Hey beauts hope you had a kick ass day. If you didn’t that’s A okay. Admit that the day sucked but don’t sulk in it. It might not be over but you can adjust the tone to it. As cheesy as it seems . Take a breath. Gasp in the bits of oxygen to possibily wind down. Stretch . Keep moving. Take a walk outside even if it is just for 10 mins. Don’t be deflated in self pity .keep moving cause the world ain’t stopping for you. Please bare in mind this is in fact a note to you and more so for myself.
Today’s challenge is all about 15 interesting facts about me. Presumably ones that you can’t already find on my blog. you ready? Okay lets shoot.