Acceptance

It is human nature to hold on right until its obvious we cannot hold on anymore. And even then, we still try to hold. It saves the body, mind and soul to let go early enough. it eases the heart. I have held on to a lot of things and when i finally let go, i could not remember why i held on in the first place.

Grab the chicken; il get a drink

My cousin reminded me of a very funny thing that happened in our neighborhood when we were little. Two of our mates, Dedun and Mike, wanted to throw a big party but they did not have enough money. They came up with the perfect plan to throw the cheapest party ever. Dedun would steal chicken from his mother's poultry while the Mike would steal drinks from his mother's shop. it was the perfect plan. everything went as expected and they threw their big bash. What they did not anticipate was an enraged sibling. Mike had refused his brother some of the drinks he had nipped from his mother's shop. His brother reported the party to Mike's mum. She came ready to party. As soon as Mike saw his mum, he jumped out of a window and ran for cover. Mike is now in Italy. The last time i spoke to him, i him about this incident. He laughed and answered "Every time i send her money, i have to send extra money so she can buy chicken" I laughed to this. Cheapest party right; he was still paying for his party.

To horoscope or not to. That is the question.

I woke up today feeling particularly cheerful. Waking up very early usually makes me grumpy but today it was just fine. The walk to work did not seem as gloomy and never ending as it usually did. Things were going so fine, i decided the best end to all this would be to tuck myself into bed, snuggle my teddy and doze off for the rest of the day. I got back home and took a look at my horoscope; it contradicted me. apparently, today would be a lovely day to go out and flaunt around town. Heck, it even said love was in the air for me. Hmm..........what to do.......My horoscope said it would favor me to go out. And these things are amazingly accurate sometimes. I weighed my options for minutes. With a low sigh, i climbed into bed. Flaunt around town my foot. I was making my own destiny; sleep. If love was in the air, it would wait until i was through dozing.

Unnoticed beauty

Yesterday i studied a snail. This was all i could do to keep from getting frustrated at the ever late bus. Yet, this snail turned out to be much more than a momentary distraction. I noticed how it moved slowly, almost like it was singing Hakunamatatah. its shell bobbed from side to side as it took each coming step slowly. The snail, as if sensing being watched, stopped and peered around its surroundings. On seeing me, it halted its almost none existent movement. It stared at me as though trying to figure out if i was friend or foe. I smiled at my new friend. This seemed to confirm to the snail that i meant it no harm and it continued its slow but leisurely movement. 'You should take life slow too you know, take in all the beauty around you' it seemed to tell me. I smiled and listened to this point of view. From no where, another pedestrian, taking quick long strides walked past the bus stop. My eyes followed this new comer who seemed to be doing the exact opposite of what the snail preached. I laughed within at the irony. I turned back to my new found friend and he was no more. .

very harmful friendly discussions

A close friend of mine posted a note about why you just had to love men. This would seem like a very harmless occurrence. Wrong! it sparked off a heated debate or shall i say discussion. The funny thing about this debate, it soon involved the guys thrashing the girls. How did we even get there. There's a saying: men are from Mars and women are from Venus. The truth is: men and women are from Earth; you cannot live with them, you cannot live without them. Or can we?lol.

Learning to cope

So, i remember my mum always telling me i spent money like it was plucked from trees. I would think, okay, but you sure do not act like the money is that hard to come by. So, this summer, i got myself my first job. What the heck was i thinking? working is sure as hell not a walk in the park especially when it involves supervising other people. People that just do not get why they have to be supervised. The sad thing about my job is that i have to show those i supervise what to do, thus, i have to do their jobs for them. A few of them have caught on to this and so, even when they know how to perform a task, they feign ignorance, thus, i do their jobs while they sit back and answer "oh, so you can do it that way?". Damn! i have to wake up tomorrow morning and go through this ritual again. Yesterday, my mum called to ask how my job was going. i could hear the smile in her voice. I told her about my aching back and my eye bags the size of carryalls. she laughed and answered "it could be worse, you could be climbing a tree right now trying to pluck some money"