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 2nd 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!!!
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