Feelings Follow Behaviour

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The things that people do to us do show how they feel about us, and how much they truly mean what they do and say about us.  I had an encounter with someone I thought was my friend.

I remember how she would keep cutting me short in all the group works we would have for our course, all my views being trashed down by her whereas she had nothing better or reason enough to substantiate why what I said was wrong and what she said was right.

I knew that there was something making her behave as she did when it comes to me, why she would tell our other friends not to be friends with me anymore.  To her I was a bad influence to the others. 

I was angry that I even told her she was not a person I would refer to as a friend. What I felt at that moment made me realise that I don’t need people like in my life, as from then I treated her as though she was a total stranger that I have never even met before.

Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

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There was once a time I never thought I wouldn’t be tested on real and sensitive matter that would make me wonder what I really believe in, not as a daughter, sister, niece, cousin and or friend; but as a person, an individual.

What people close to you decide on might come to affect you on the long run, either directly or indirectly.  The decisions they make would somehow put you on a hot seat, to think whether you do believe or not, whether you want to be part of or not.

I had recently been in a situation where I was left with no choice but support the people I say I love even though their decisions were against what I believed in, I had to put my differences aside and think of how the person feels and what they are really going through.

It’s tough decision making that makes one realize of what kind of a person you are, when you are left with no choice but to either be for or against a person’s decision.

It Is Better To Practice A Little Than Talk A Lot

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I am finding it funny that people would keep giving others advice and lectures, telling them the rights and wrongs, what to do and what not to do. The more we keep hearing about these things that are not good enough for us to do, the more one expects that the same people telling you not to do those things are not doing them too.

One would start looking at these people with concern, and then the little inner voice that wants to go all out and tell them “Practice what you preach” being choked.  As many would say “talk is cheap”, one would expect that action does follow what is being said. 

Crazy Expectations Of Being 21

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I had thought that there would be a huge difference from the person I am, when I turn 21 years old.  I thought there would so many changes even when it comes to household chores being given to me (how crazy, lol).

It came to light on the day of my 21^st birthday party that I was not to be treated any different than I was, before the key was handed over to me, but rather I was told nothing was going to change; except for adding one more year on my age.

All my expectations of being 21 were just one of those crazy moments where you’d just picture yourself when you are already old with wrinkled face and grey light hair.

Wedding cake-in-the-middle-of- the road

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Fairytale weddings are a majority of every girl’s dream and without that day dream with your man coming up to you with a surprise by asking your hand in marriage; yoh, yoh, yoh!!

Walking down the street, and then suddenly there’s a huge cake in the middle of the road, then you start thinking twice on what to do:  go for a taste or fight those disrespectful cravings?

Keep thinking, and then you get a shock of your life when your man comes out of it shouting: “WILL YOU MARRY ME?!” for the whole world to hear…. You go, “Oh My God!! It’s fake..”, and then again “Oh Jesus!!..Did he just ask to marry me?” (Collapses).

Lost Respect

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Things have changed, and so have people.  One would wonder why am I saying this, well…here’s your answer to the question:

An elderly person is an elder no matter from which race and culture they are from, one is it to show respect and that’s it.  I remember the day I came across an old white man with wrinkled face and grey hair in town (Cape Town), he looked so lost and had his eyes fixed on me.

I had thought he needed help as I went closer to hear what he had to say when he called me, only to find out he was an old disgusting man who see girls my age as sex objects; since he had given me his business card to could call him so we could “have fun” in his hotel room.

I wondered if this was the way elderly men age, or whether he was being a pervert hiding behind his appearance and age…he lost the respect I had for him even though he was a stranger.

It Is A Poor Idea To Lie To Yourself

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It is pretty much a poor decision to lie to one self, knowing exactly what the truth is.  It’s like holding on to that relationship knowing exactly that it will never work; they will never like you because daddy loves you more, or he will never leave his wife for you, or he is just not that much into you.

It is like hoping and patiently waiting for the wake of the dead, knowing very well it will never happen.  The more you keep lying, the more you keep emotionally draining and exhausting yourself, get up and smell the coffee; lying won’t get you nowhere than being stuck in a motionless train.

A Dream That Became A Reality

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The excitement before the day was unexplainable, with euphoria that I still cannot believe where it came from.  Thinking weeks before Thursday, April 19, 2012; I was head over heels preparing for the Dee day, my graduation day.

Everything just changed within a split second of closing my eyes to sleep and wait for the day of graduation.  It all felt like a dream, and I thought it was one that I was not going to be able to wake up from; as there was no excitement, just confusion and doubt whether it was truly me wearing that black gown and the red and black hood, with the colour red representing the colour of my faculty.

With only the photographs taken on the day, I was sure enough that I had been dreaming all these years; and the dream finally came true.

The Sound Of One Hand Clapping

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Imagine an exam room full of students ready to write their final exam, nobody makes noise; but they are all frustrating and anxious, some ready to write and some not prepared.

The noise you get while they are busy concentrating on their papers, is the same sound of a hand trying so hard to clap and make a sound without the help from the other hand; and that is SILENCE!!