Don't allow anger to get the better of you!

I'm sitting at university now, yeah, you all probably wondering 'why'? Well lets just say that I decided to help out my sister today by allowing her to attend belly dance classes while I wait for her to finish. The only problem with this equation is that I asked a friend to drive with me, because I only have my learners licence. To my surprise he came with, but only to be a real pain in the... you know what?

It gave me a wake up call because in times when people needed me, hence my friend, I would always sacrifice my time no matter the cost and support him. Now that he has to return the favour he is rather grumpy for having to spend 2 hours waiting with me at university.

On the one hand, yes it may be boring and not what he wants to do, but hey if you commit helping somebody out, you don't do it half way, you should be fully committed because you know how much they would do for you.

This situation angers me so much, my tooth is aching, which is a sign that I'm not being expressive enough as to how I am feeling right while he is where ever he is. It hard for me to say this but everyday I realise more and more that you can't depend on people making you life a better, happy or healthier one.

Sigh... and yet I still have a conscience that is feeling guilty because it feels as if he done it out of obligation than anything else. Like 10 tons of weight on his shoulders.

The more I'm thinking about it the more my tooth is paining. I just needed to vent about it right now and I have. Therefore I will not feel angry or allow anger to control me and my feelings.

Have a good night Mish.dish Readers.

Mwa :)

Being Squashed on peak hour Train!

Today was one of those mornings where its cold, chilly and the trains are a nightmare to travel, especially in the early hours of the morning.

Kuils River station is where I get a train to town, but this morning I thought I was going to be crushed. As the train stopped at my station, people shoved and pushed to get into a carriage and I was stuck in the 'middle-siddle'. I made a spin around before entering the carriage, only to be pushed against my guy friend. It was such a tight squeeze, I could feel his genitals... NOT AYOBA!

This tight squeeze lasted until the next station so it was quite awkward, and funny at the same time, people thought we were a couple... can you handle the scandal?

But we made it safely to CPUT. I just want lecturers who read this to see and understand when we say the trains were too full, that it was in fact extremely full, and that most of the students are committed to their studies!

Have a super-duper day.

Chow Bela!Mish.dish

Our greatest Strengths are our greatest Weaknesses...

“Our greatest strengths are our greatest weaknesses”.... mmmm this statement is so bold and powerful, yet so very true to those who has never lived up to their greatest expectations, hence our greatest strengths; which then allows people to form and draw perceptions of their greatest weaknesses.

So how do we grasp or rather take action of one self’s true belief of our inner ability to be successful in life? Well, the only way to know who and what we are is through discovery, I believe. Discovery of one’s self through life is precious and so rewarding, but due to the fears we have to re-establish our thoughts.Most of the time we think in the way we were taught to through the way we were reared into thinking. What happens over a long period of time can develop into a mental block.

We are not aware of it as it gets stored in our sub-conscious and for some of us it never gets recovered because some of us never want to face our weaknesses and realise our greatest strengths. How I know this? Well, because I have recently discovered I have a mental block from being a success. Primarily due to my upbringing and the norms and values my parents have instilled and taught me. I’ve always known that i am creative in my head, but I always have a block of putting anything on paper. It’s like a creation half done, the concept will wonder around my head for months, but I’ll be too afraid to attempt it because I’m too scared I’ll fail at it.

My parents never made me a failure, but they definitely shaped my thinking, thinking that becoming a dancer or a creative director for an advertising agency, being something other than a managerial field would be an ultimate failure. They never said it in so many words, but when I told my mom and dad I wanted to pursue dancing as a career they didn’t support my decision or anything else. Which is why I am where I am today? I never had the guts to truly believe in my strengths or goals enough, in order to achieve them. Therefore, I have settled for a course that touches on most of my other passions like events management, photography,journalism, advertising and communication science.

In essence, we will never realise what we are all about unless we take risks in life. I was brain washed because I looked up to my parents and believed that what they said was true. The only sad part is that back when my folks we studying, all they had were a few options, and limits. I don’t blame my folks, because deep down I know they only wanted what they thought were in my best interest, and now that I have matured and realise my abilities, I hope and know that I will soar into my future; not with doubts but with a plan of action.

If you can relate with my story or experience, I would advise you to start realising what it is you are about, and go for it. It may take longer for others to realise their strengths but just as long as you know what you want out of life, the rest is all up to you.

Have an awesome evening ..mwah chow bela 

Every Day is good day! :)

How will South Africans feel on the 12 July?

With all the Soccer World Cup hype that took South Africa from strength to strength, and made us realise that when we are the hosts, we come out in style and the’ show dem’ who and what we as a country are made of. We set aside out differences, came out as a nation and represented only what we knew best, how to come together as a nation and celebrate an auspicious occasion, that only passes by our doorsteps once in a life-time.

The only big question that remains is... how will we all feel the day after the World Cup? Its a scary feeling, knowing that everything goes back to the way it was before that world cup, but does it all have to go back being the same?

Take our public transport transit system as a perfect example: in my experience; I’ve had a safe and fun journey travelling by train to and from Cape Town during the world cup. The extra bonus was having so many police on the train, feeling safe, secure and coming home as late as two in the morning, knowing you’re going to have a safe trip home. The fact that the trains operated so late at night is totally awesome! This would reduce drunken driving and reduce the traffic on our roads don’t you think?

Having police patrolling the streets every night, if only we always had this, this country would be safer, and people would actually want to go out, knowing they will be safe and knowing that if anyone is too drunk, we could simply take a train or bus home.

If we want to be one country, the government needs to listen to the needs of its citizens and it would be great to have it as a norm in this country. Even more so, having trains arrive on time like they did in the world cup, even though close to the end like last night, the trains were running late again.

One must wonder if this is just who we are or can we actually change the way we think and function as individuals and citizens. If we could pull it off this world cup, surely it opens the gates of possibilities and change and that it is possible.

On the 12 July 2010, I think we should all review what happened in the world cup, keep the good things and let the bad ones go, or fix what was done unfairly and do things the write way for once in our human life!

Lovely chatting, chow bela!

Cape Town finally buzzes with world cup fever!

If anyone was wondering when Cape Town was going to get on the ball in terms of the Soccer World cup and the fever, well believe it or not, Cape Town was alive with surprises when they hosted their last semi-final match.

As we all know, Cape Town is known as the ‘City that Sleeps’ and believe me it took us a while to wake up, but when we finally awoke, I’m telling we through the greatest parties and atmosphere ever! Last week Tuesday was the last match that was played at the Greenpoint stadium in Cape Town, sad but true. Nevertheless we came out in style and I was proudly Cape Tonian on that day. It was an experience I will treasure and store in my long term memory storage space forever!

We all came out in different races and different cultures, and proved to the world, the tourists that Cape Town is in fact unique, united and the most beautiful town to visit in South Africa. Many of us in Cape Town had debates of why the opening and closing ceremony was hosted in Soccer City, Johannesburg, and that they did not give Cape Town a chance, or the opportunity to shine not only as a city, but as a nation.
In my opinion, I would think that it was a political issue that will always striff in South Africa as long as we all different. Tuesday night proved that it didn't matter whether we got and opening or closing ceremony, because deep down we knew Cape Town Rocks and so did many foreign spectators, even the favourites of the world cup... Brazil!

We were truly unified as people, and South Africans.What a great celebration we had. And not forgetting the Hollanders who won that evening- Go Netherlands! Go go Cape Town!

To Ayoba-ness and K-Nako!