Wednesday 21 January 2015

Word of the day.

unpretentious
adjective: unpretentious
  1. not attempting to impress others with an appearance of greater importance, talent, or culture than is actually possessed.
    "a friendly and unpretentious hotel"
    synonyms:unaffected, modest, unassuming, without airs, natural, straightforward, open, honest, sincere, frank, ingenuous, artless, guileless, honest-to-goodness
    "in spite of his fame he was thoroughly unpretentious"
     

Advice.

Instead of complaining about things in vain, just write about it.
Inspiration hits at the most awkward hours and times. Once I start I never want to stop. Maybe one day I will end up a famous writer who knows?
Decisions should be yours and yours alone. Be wise and follow advice, but my advice is follow solicited advice. Because some things are commentaries or opinions dressed up as advice when it really is not.
Not everyone who advises you has your best interest at heart, learn to tell the difference.
Do not be to proud to ask if you cannot do something, some people really do know better than you do. Just listen.
Advice is defined as "guidance or recommendations offered with regard to prudent action"
If its not guiding you to be prudent or in laymen's terms do the right thing or be a better person..Its not advice.

I just called..

I just called to say..
I love you
I just called to say how much I care..
I just called to say...I LOVE YOU
AND I MEAN IT FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART..

This song reminds me of my dad when I was young. It's one of those songs that just warms my heart no matter how I am feeling. I think this song helped me understand love. I still feel that when Stevie Wonder wrote it and sang it he meant the emotion and every word that's why everyone could relate to it, love and feel loved because of it. If you know me you would know my love affair with Stevie Wonder is my heart and head. I love him and my dad even more because he introduced me to this man. Because of them I know love. I was always intrigued by how a blind man can  be able to describe things he sings about so vividly. Then I learned love is what you feel. so is beauty. You can never really see it, all you can do is feel it.  

Lots of love
Ms_Curvy

Love Calls..

I'm sitting' here thinking' about you tonight
And all that you mean to me

I used to think I would never fall in love again
I guess I was wrong
When your heart was broken
When your wounded pride was laid to rest, baby
You'll never open your heart to anyone else, you said
But you lied, I know you're lying, babe
You see your mind might be made up, mmm
But your heart has got its own plans

There's no one to blame the false pride, telling lies, trying to hide
From feeling the pain, I know you don't wanna feel
There's nowhere to hide when love is calling your name, yeah
From the dark, nowhere to hide, baby, yeah
There's nowhere to hide, so let love have its way with your heart
When love calls, love calls, love calls your name
-KEM


Tuesday 20 January 2015

When shit hits the fan.

I'm starting to think most if not all relationships are shitty. If it smells like shit,looks like shit..then honey chances are it is shit.
I mean do not be fooled by what you see it is hot out there. If 99% of the pictures we see out there are filtered, what makes you think what people sell you as perfect is really real?
This might just save someone out there who thinks they go through crap alone. I'm here to tell you, you're not alone boo. There's a lot like you. 


Africa is for Africans.

I don't understand racism especially in South Africa or Africa as a whole? 
How the hell do white people get away with disrespecting someone in their own land? 
Last time I checked Africa is fir Africans and that is black people.
It's like going to someone's house as an unwanted visitor and wanting to run the household. 
White people need to exercise a certain level of chill! They clearly don't know their place and I think it's time they were reminded. And they call us savages and unmannered ha! 

Wednesday 14 January 2015

In all honesty.


LMAO!


"Horton Hears A Who"

I treat everyone the same. Everyone is a person to me. I believe in sound=mind.
I 've never been one to look at abilities or disabilities, everyone is the same to me.
At the end of the day, no one wants anyone to feel sorry for them or treat them differently..we all the same.

Monday 12 January 2015

So cool.


Did you know?


Check in, Tag and Like.

The best piece of advice I got last year was to never let my relationship play out on any social sites. 
I'm a very private person by nature and don't feel the need to validate whst I have by showing it or sharing it with others. It's true that something's are better kept to yourself, I mean imagine if you are no longer together? Then you have to go back and delete all those pictures you've been putting up? Aaah such hassle.

Over time I have seen that the more you share with people something is the more they form opinions about it. 
Take pregnancy for example if you tell some people, one will be happy for you and congratulate, the other one will have reservations and be happy, then the other one will ask you why you are you keeping it etc. You find that this is confusing and if you are not sure yourself it confuses you even further.
Imagine in the case of a relationship."Friends" will search your partner, find out who they are and what they do, who they've been with or still are with besides you. Not every one who smiles to your face and claims try are happy for you is really happy for you. 
You find someone telling everyone about how happy they are with do and do, then all of a sudden you her no more. 
No one really needs to know, a relationship is between two people the rest are really unsolicited spectators who don't really need to know your business because half if not most of the time they hate they you are happy.

I'm slowly weening myself off Social networksw with time I'm finding the futility of it all. I've often questioned the need to have thousands of friends that you don't even know,hardly talk to or have ever seen or will see. You find that you have 600 friends, none of which hardly comment on anything you port up then you ask yourself what's the point of keeping them? We live in a world so superficial and want to feel good by the number of likes we get on pictures or comments. How many of these are actually genuine. I've realized that most of these people only want to be "friends" with you just to keep tabs on you just because their own lives are so miserable and boring. 

I'm seriously bored with people who go through your pictures, check ins and status updates and all of a sudden think that they know you. If I had a rand for every time I bumped into someone at a part and they were shocked that I was sober I'd be a billionaire. The sad part is little do they know that I dont drink that much or at all. I don't take acidic drinks, no cool drink or ciders, my palate just doesn't take it. I drink wine when I want to. People are so ignorant into believing that you have to be drunk to have fun. I myself am the embodiment of gun and joy and don't need to be activated by something in a bottle. But alas! People think they know what's happening because of pictures you put up or by the lack of status updates?.?! Really?! I don't think so, there's more to life that a tag,like, comment or check in. 

We don't need people to like what we think or have to say to validate our presence here. We just need to stay true To who we are and do what we have to do. 
   
I'm having trouble sleeping 😴
It's been a week and I. Don't remember the last time I had a good nights rest. Maybe I'm thinking too much or maybe I'm awake in someone dreams. Thank God we do not look like what we have been through, thank you I don't look like what I go through every night.
My eyes are closed but I'm not asleep. I take random power naps during the night but it hardly lasts. 
Maybe my body is going through changes with the new developments and all, if that's the case this is going to be a looooong ride. 
I love sleep and lack of it shows. I have to sleep at least 8 hours a day or the cracks show. I either get migraines or my nose contests. Beauty sleep is a bonus ultimately it's about peace of mind and resting my brain. 


Friday 9 January 2015

Word For the day.

ethereal
adjective: ethereal; adjective: etherial
  1. 1.
    extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.
    "her ethereal beauty"

The most beautiful.


Wednesday 7 January 2015

Only for the brave.. Woman's vagina infested with worms 🐛🐛🐛🐛🐛

http://www.timeslive.co.za/lifestyle/2015/01/06/medical-error-infested-woman-s-vagina-with-maggots

Ms_Curvy

Last year was a year we Turned Up! Oh boy did I turn up.
This year however is time I Earned Up!
Seriously want a home office. Make my own rules, look after my children, fetch them at school,make lunch and handle my business in the comforts of my own home. 
This whole reporting for duty will not work for long, I'm my own boss I know it.

Move!

Letting go is not always easy but we have to.
What was once was cannot always be. Seasons change,priorities change and people change.
Where rivers once flew freely,time makes them flow no more.
The once green and lush gardens become dried up hot deserts also over time. 
Do not feel bad that the deserts were once oceans of life. Be happy that life was once there and it happened. Find the sea shells in the sand.
Find comfort in the fact that when the water flew you drank and that when the garden was lush you basked in the breeze under its shade.

Storyteller.

I came across this particular picture this morning and it struck a cord. 
I thought about my own life story and the people I've met. The ones who either went through my index or folded the pages they found interesting. 
A lot of people I've found like the idea of you and who you are, but seldom appreciate or understand the reality of you.
I myself have we through some indexes and folded some pages or even read some books which I finished but did not have much of an impact on me or my life.
What is it really all about? 
I feel like I'm a magical book that never ends, there's always pages and chapters added mysteriously everyday. It will take only the brave one to never want to put it down and read it for the rest of their lives. If that what loving me would be equated to.