The Read Aunt Mzansi

You know how kids see opportunities and then use them without second guessing themselves? They know that there's no going back, it's now or never because if the adults come to the pARTy, they'll spoil it. Back in Primary School when I was staying with my gran, I'd try to pull stunts without victory because you know, that woman is smart. I remember during Pension Grant Days, you're excitement begins the day before because tomorrow you'll hit the jackpot - hopefully. The Pension Grant Point was literally in the school's backyard, given that, you wanna sneak over there and be the bridesmaid behind your gran's good Pension Grant Day dress. The aim is to score an apple, maybe two bananas if you see an extended family grandfather or maybe an uncle, if you're lucky you'll get out R2 richer as well. See that, that's the goal, the price. You look for an opportunity to hit the jackpot hard every month on Pension Grant Day. I wish! My gran was just too ...

You can only go as far as advising someone, over and above that, it's beyond you. I am learning everyday; we are not unable to live, we are just too caught  up in other people's lives we forget to live our own lives. Look at it this way, almost every time you want to say or do something, you think about the next person. Let's not talk about empathy, how many times really, do you think of someone because their wellbeing matters to you? Back to my point. The moment you think of someone else, you are utterly doomed, and they are in the deepest of shit. It's like something is being taken away from you, but, because we are human, that is our greatest, inevitable demise. We ought to leave this world empty. That's another thing on its own. That moment, that moment you think of someone else's life, their ways and walks of life, and actually interfering. You come in of course, looking to advice them, no harm intended. But, have you thought through the damage that your wo...

Of course, the first question I asked myself was, 'What in the world am I going to write about?' How long should my post be? Should I be relevant? Do I need to be relevant? What really makes a blog? With these questions, I have been browsing the internet for over an hour, looking for the best 'blog site', or maybe I was checking the scene? I don't know. Anywho, I've finally tightened my vagina and here I am, punching my phone's keyboard! I remember when I first 'attempted' to blog, back in high school, that's like 4 years ago. I was sure I could pull it off, but I get to this site, and the English there just felt like Mandarin. Somehow I couldn't understand a thing that was written there (with all the FREE this, FREE that, it seemed all too good to be true!) and I thought I could read the Terms&Conditions. Hah! I was setting myself for failure and misguided self-doubt. Since realising my journey of Self 'becomings cum unbecomings...