My 50 Cents Worth (Get It. Lol)

If I hear one more person say ''Drake is better than J. Cole'' I'll kick them in the fucking nuts (regardless of gender). Drake has no substance, you don't hear J. Cole in clubs cause his songs have substance, when was the last time Drake's song moved you, emotionally? (And don't fucking say ''Take Care'' is a beautiful song, how can someone who regards himself as a Lothario (a player, for those who don't read books) always be singing about a broken heart, I mean really though, if he was such a pussy magnet (pardon my language), would he have trouble keeping a chick by his side. I swear to God Almighty that my generation is literally the most dense.

My God people, how can you  even allow yourself to listen to Lil Wayne (he's turning 30 this year, I seriously think its time he pulled a Bow Wow, meaning he should drop the ''Lil''). Ironically Bow Wow is part of YMCMB, and he still sucks. WOW (not that wow).

Has anyone even listened to Cole World: The Sideline Story? Every fucking song has a story, it has substance, he even raps about having heterosexual intercourse (Eww. Lol) (song: Lights Please), and he doesn't make it sound like the woman is a piece meat.

Let me quote Drake, ''Just need to know what that pussy like so one time is fine with me'' (AIDS. AIDS. AIDS.). Teenage pregnancy galore. How is this nigga still relevant, Thank Me Later was an amazing album, that I'll admit, but he's part of YMCMB, do we really expect him to get better. His boss wears jeggings guys, jeggings!!!

At least Jay Z and Nas are trying to stay relevant, they don't rap about hustling cause they don't have to anymore, they get paid for sneezing! Pssh. But in all completeness Hip Hop is a religion (not genre) about relating. You can't say your shooting people who took your money, when we all know your paying someone to wipe your ass (I'm going out on a limb). Jay Z can't rap about having to go back to Brooklyn to make a stack of g's (I don't even know what I said), because he bought his daughter a gold plated rattler (those balls on a stick that make a noise when you shake them).

On Life Is Good, Nas can't be rapping about getting bitches and blowing money throughout the whole album, he went through a divorce, that's a major thing (thing doesn't make it sound that major. Lol), he can't ignore that when he's writing music, an artist is suppose to express themselves, how does one do that when they ignore major life changes they've experienced!!!

The point of this article was to show the difference between real hip hop and crap. I won't even write about 2 Chainz, how did he even get a record deal (''My cellphone go ring ring, my asian broad go ching ching, her mouth on my dingaling") Seriously though! Fuck that. How can he be the new leader of dirty south hip hop, did we all forget that Andre 3000 is still alive. The Mayans might have been right, the world is ending.

Drake: "Real nigga wassup?" J Cole: "Bitch nigga sit down!!!" (I just summarized this whole post in that 5 second dialogue)

Courtesy of DopeHumor

Courtesy of DopeHumor

 

Friends! Grades! Sleep!

I'm so bloody tired! And I have 4 assignments to finish by next week. And on top of that I have to be at school every fucking day (due to the fact that CTI saw it necessary to call my mother about my attendance record. Tssk). I won't even add the fact that Bontza's celebrations are still in motion or that I won't be getting more than 5  hours off sleep this coming week!!!

 These pictures are just little sneak peeks ( As you can see, the birthday girl had so much fun she died and came back as a ghost. LOL, I kid)

I don't know what made me think I could juggle my friends, my grades and getting enough rest, I could do it last semester, but there wasn't that much work. Now shit just got harder, if I miss one day of school next week I might as well give myself a zero in all my tests.But its the life I chose.

I should just go to TUT, nigga's strike for er'thing. ''There is no heading in my textbook, ai maan fokof, I am striking!!" (LMAO. I'm joking, I don't even know whats happening there right now!). I think its time I hit the books.

On that note expect every picture to be posted late Monday, and this is most likely my last post this weekend.

P.S. Whoever listens to hip hop, do yourself a favor and NEVER buy (read illegally download) a 2 Chainz album. He sounds like a constipated toddler. Truuuu.

Deep Thoughts

We never truly fathom how much we love someone until we come close to losing them, or just lose them completely. We hardly ever tell the people in our lives just how much we really love them, this can be due to the fact that we, as humans, see any display of affection as a sign of weakness.

How many times have you been around someone (friend, family, lover, etc.), just walking down the street nje, watching a movie, having a chillas, or whatever it is we do these days, and all you wanted to do was just thank them for being in your life. Or your in class and you just thinking about them and you want them to know. What stopped you from doing so? Its easy to hug someone who's crying, but why is it hard to hug someone who's smiling??

Never take those you love for granted, we are living in the real world, people die, friends leave, lovers break up. Don't let those people leave without them ever knowing how much they truly meant to you!!!

On a much lighter note, its gonna be Bontza's beeeeeeerffffffdaaay in a few hours (12 to be exact). I can hardly wait, I offered to buy the cake (Fuck it. Ima buy a cupcake). I AM GOING TO GET WASTED ON JUICE (and vodka).

Courtesy of  RadarOnline

Chris Brown and cake, what more could Bontza want?

Happy soon to be birthday babe!

My friends have bigger balls than most guys!!!

One thing people don't seem to figure out is that, males are worse than females (when it comes to bitching, gossiping, etc.). Boys are just discreet about it. This is a major factor in why most of my friend's have vagina's, when I say most, I mean all. I don't gel with guys(gay or straight), yes I'll talk to them, joke with them and such, but I AIN'T ABOUT THAT LIFE (hip hop reference). Maintaining a male-on-male relationship is just to much work. "But all your friends are girls, I'm sure you're always stuck in some sort of drama!!" that's not the case. I'd find it weird if I, as a guy (I nearly said as a gay, LMAO.) were to fight with a girl. What would we even fight about though, ask yourself why a rational gay guy would be fighting a straight girl. It just wouldn't make sense.


On that note I'd like to take this moment to formally introduce you to some of the people I've met and grown to tolerate (read LOVE) here in Pretoria. (And yes, they all have a female reproductive system)

I think she wears that shoe to work.

Bontza & Didi

Didi & Randy (who just so happens to be a DJ)

I told you she's a DJ!!

Bontza & Tiff at Stones, our home away from home!!!

Everybody. If I typed out all the names my fingers would die. But look at me up top with my amazing cheekbones. (gay moment)

Didi (Its ice-cream. I hope). This pose though. :-D

Kguti, Didi, Randy & Bontza (I don't even know where they were, they left me behind. Mxm. Sies)

Tiff, Randy, My amazing self and Bontza (We were on our way to support Randy, she won. Obviously.)

You know their names!!!

We were at Senor Froggie (or Frog, or Frogs (plural), it has something to do with a frog in a sombrero)

Fact: Tiffany Mabunda is addicted to her webcam

Cherry on cheek (Supporting our winning DJ. WOOP WOOP)

Another Tiff and webcam moment.

Don't get between this chick and her webcam. Period.

Thandeka! Look at that grin!

Bontza & I. If your wondering about the shirts, we used to have jobs!

Nakedi, she's like the Naomi (Rhythm City) of the group, she comes when necessary.

I say a whaa, I say  whoo!!! LMAO.

Mama always said don't hang around with losers. And with this team the winning is contagious!!!

P.S. My mother never said that
P.S.S. Its Bontza's birthday on Saturday, so expect a shitload of pictures. That is of course if I remember to buy batteries.

Some things you might want to know

I was going to write about weaves today but I’m empty on the subject, it’s a topic debated every fudging day! Anyway I’m just going to write about me today, that’s fine ne (if it wasn’t I’d still do it). I’m going to type out all the questions I get asked on a weekly basis by my friends, and strangers. And just some questions I’ll ask myself on a stalkers behalf! LOL (Joke, I hope)

Let’s begin:

When did you know you were gay?

I knew the minute I could tell the difference, as a child sexuality is the last thing on your mind, you just want to laugh and play! I like to tease my friends and say that I knew the minute Tshepo(from Yizo Yizo) started sleeping with boys! The laughs I get are priceless.

Do you like it?

I can’t hate it! It’s who I am, I’m not going to change it anytime soon, my family never treated me differently, if you grow up loved, then loving yourself is just second nature. But it gets very frustrating, there will be complete strangers who will try to hurt you and break you just for being yourself (I haven’t experienced this  personally, thank God). Its quite ironic that there are so many homophobes (I’m generalising, I know) in South Africa. Being that we are one of the top 3 countries to google gay porn. LOL I love this country!!!

But you act straight?

I don’t act straight, I act like Phokela. Just like we have straight girls who are tomboys, and straight guys who ‘’love themselves’’ (metrosexuals, if you may). You have gay guys and girls who are extremely feminine or extremely masculine. No two homosexuals are the same. Nee di’chommie le di tsala (I couldn’t resist. LMAO)

Does your family know?

I told 3 of my cousins, I think my mom and brothers know, I know my father knew! As for extended family, I’m sure they’re having their doubts. Lol. I have a motto, don’t tell unless your asked (I came up with that right now, so it’s a premature motto) but I’m planning on telling my mother and brothers when I finish school, that way if they kick me out I have a degree and a job. LMAO. I’m kidding Mom!!!

Aren’t you scared of other people’s reactions?

One thing my mother and father taught me is that people will talk regardless. If a person chooses to assume that I’ll die of AIDS and I’ll burn in hell. The only way to prove them wrong is to live my life. I think I’m going to live a long and healthy life and I’m going to do the booty hop on the golden streets in heaven (it’s such a bad joke that its good). Why should someone’s opinion of my life be regarded higher than my own???

What type of music do you like?

I love, love, love hip hop, r&b and indie rock (and a little of everything else, but hip hop over er’thing)! I dislike YMCMB though, they are whack as hell. You can only sing/rap about vagina’s, money and illegal substances for so long. The main artists I’d buy a concert ticket from are Nas, Jay and Ye, Frank Ocean, Azalea Banks, Florence and the Machine and Rick Ross (that man should get a statue he is a national treasure, HUH).

What are my hobbies?

Video games, Video games and video games. Nothing else. Oh and fashion is not my hobby, its an extension of my personality (seriously, show me 2 nigga’s who have the nuts to wear what I wear).

What do you love about your like about your life?

I love hearing my friends and family laugh, and the fact that I’ve been afforded the opportunity to live my fucking life.

What are the 3 things I can’t live without?

God, My Family, My friends. As cliché as it sounds, that’s all I need. I’ve been blessed enough to be surrounded by people who add value to my life. Everyone is a piece of a never-ending puzzle.

Who do I look up too?

My mother and my late father. The most loving people I think I’ll ever know, I cant even count how many 2^nd chances me and my brothers got, their marriage is blueprint of how many of my relationships are going to be. They loved hard, and they laughed hard. Hearing my dad making my mother laugh was such an amazing thing. (Now I miss him)

Talking about emotions I’m craving hot wings!!! 

Biggest Cocks

This sign exist in Sunnyside

Your chicken will never be the same!

You can't choose your friends

I think its time you (you being anyone who is reading this) meet SOME of the people I have befriended. They're are all crazy, all of them. Like all of them, not one single person here is gonna be a good parent or an upstanding member of society! Not one!!!! (Okay, maybe Dimpho & Tiffany)

 Zulz

 Zulz

 Zulz, again.

 Thandeka

 Kguti & Didi

 Bontza (and Didi, doing things Didi does)

 Nsovo & I

 Zulz & I

 Zulz & I

 Dimpho (I call her Zimphora)

 Tiffany (best picture in the world)

 Pam & I

 Peni

 Dimpho (We took this while fooling around in a chinese shop)

 Nsovo

 Nsovo & I

Nsovo & I (Again)

My First Post

My First Post! Woop woop

Hi world, no one is likely to read my first post being that i just created this blog less than 5 minutes ago. And why did i create this blog you ask? I really don't know! I'm just a bored 19 year old boy (or young adult according to my teachers back in high school) who just happens to wanna try new things I want to share my experiences, my complaints, and overall my views and thoughts and anything and everything. Oh, and I'm gay!!! LOL I saved the best for last

This thingy (the page I'm typing on) doesn't have autocorrect, so there might me some spelling errors here and there (most probably everywhere), i wont even comment on grammar!!! I blame technology (I'd say Blackberry but they might sponsor this blog, if it blows up) ( blow up is slang for gaining notoriety at a very fast pace). Last thing, I like brackets!

Please excuse the picture quality, I used my Blackberry (hint hint RIM). I'll buy batteries for my camera, I promise.