All in love is never lost.

For you I'd be a fool not because I'm stupid but because you have taught me life's greatest lessons.
For you I'd be a slave for love because I was made to love.
All lost is never gained but loving you was never a loss.
You were my summer throughout my cold winter's nights,
You brought sunlight to my fading sparik.
Your smile was all I ever lived for,
Your touch was all I longed for.
Your love changed me for the better,
You gave love a new meaning so fresh yet so pure.
You were indeed my pot of gold!

The scary truth.

Women might be able to fake orgasms, but men can fake a whole relationship tweets Sharon Stone. Her statement got a lot in my mind, I had a paradigm shift about all the truth’s and lies of the world. Honestly this statement kinda scared me. I don’t allow my significance other to touch me anymore because I see no point to it he might be faking the whole thing. I’m not saying don’t trust your man anymore but you should however take a lot into consideration.

There are so many kinds of relationships out there and many new kinds that are hitting the Broadway as we speak. Have you ever heard of a ‘Blitz-attack’? Many guys are investing in this relationship more often than usual. A Blitz-attack relationship is when a woman comes across this guy who is perfectin every sense. They start going out and eventually it becomes a relationship.

The guy is charming, caring, sweet, romantic; he just sweeps you off your foot. The guy buys you flowers, takes you out. He is basically a hundred times better than your ex. Do you believe in fairy tales? Picture yourself as Cinderella or Snowhite, as you are sleeping in your castle waiting for your Romeo to bring you breakfast in bed…voooooomm! The guy just vanishes out of your life just like that without any warning.

It feels like you have been dreaming for six months or more or you were under hypnosis. The guys invest all their time and money on you but for what, if he will vanish just like that? Being blitzed is slowly but surely becoming a trend. Guys are targeting different kinds of women, who knows it might be you next. Imagine the trauma you’d go through if this was to happen to you.

You know he is a Blitzer when he constantly uses lines like “It was love at first sight”, “We were made for each other”, “I’ve never felt like this about anyone before”.

Next time you come across any guy who fits this description just run a mile and spare yourself from pain and heartache.

Men are definitely from Mars!

I sometimes don’t understand men and their policies or what-not’s. These homosapiens are most related to the Mars species. How can one question something so obvious, he sees that there is something wrong with you but he still won’t do anything to try and make you feel better. Funny how I thought I have mastered the psychology of menology and how their brains function but still they seize to amaze me. Ladies I’m certain you nodding your heads with me right now. I want to touch to the top five areas where they always go wrong.

1.    Our feelings

They say we are too emotional, I mean duh! #rolling eyes. Women are naturally born with the nurturing side. My yearlong partner says he doesn’t understand why I have to be so sissy. He says why do I have to cry about everything and if you can ask me what’s everything it is probably something he did. They think we are weird when we see a newborn baby and start talking in a baby way saying that the baby is cute. It’s like they were sent here on their big spaceship to just tear us apart.

2.    Our PMS

My partner and his friends also have a nickname for pre-menstrual syndrome they say it’s our ‘pre-Maniac syndrome’. It’s not my fault that my hormones are all over the place, when I want to cry and smile at the same time then let me be. Who put them in charge of our PMSes anyway? As far I remember there are no ‘PMS Officers!’

3.    Our weight

Oh hell no! When a men comments on my weight. He has no right to tell you that you have picked up some weight and when you have drastically lost weight. You hear them saying you are a bit under or over weight. Next time he says anything offensive about your weight just look at him with a smile and say that goes for the two of us because you also seriously need to work on that pot-belly or those walky-talky’s.

4.    Our hair.

Can they find their spaceship already and let them head back where they’re from. Their favourite line ‘I love a women with natural hair’, well I love my weave the way it is thank you. Weave or natural hair what’s the big deal you fell in love with me not my hair. I also have another tip for you ladies when he starts about the hair topic tell him that he is balding.

5.    Want we want in bed.

You get this guy squeezing your breast so hard and this other one licking you like some kind of a Chihuahua. They automatically assume they know what we want and when you try to tell him what he can do after that round forget you’ll ever hear from him again. They refuse the truth and they will forever continue with their mistakes.

For all the man who has viewed this post, my advice to you is that it’s either you shape-up or ship-out! When you see me frowning just take your time and find out what is wrong. My ladies I hope you will find my tips handy. Let’s bridge the gap, let’s get even.

Loving love!

How can I love like this when I swore I’d never love again?

Is it the charm you give me?

Is it the affection you show?

Is it the care that you display?

Or is it that I am just smitten!

How do I love again after such tragics?

Did all those things happen to me because a blessing in disguise was waiting?

Did fate play a role in our loveship?

Did we attract because we shared something in common?

Or was it that we happen to be on a same road!

How do I take that giant leap forward?

Will you help me take that small crawl forth?

Will you be the support that I will need?

Will you take that leap with me?

Or will you just walk the other way?

How can I trust again?

Can you help me cast my fears away?

Can you teach me a new meaning to love?

Can you make me understand what is meant by love?

Or will you just be another statistic!

How do I tolerate once again?

Are you willing to teach me?

Are you willing to change me for the better?

Are you willing to make a difference in my life?

Or are you just a by passer?

How do I know a role of a girlfriend when I was never exposed to it

How do I know what to say when I never had a serious talk with you

How do I know I’m doing right when you just shut me out

Or is it that I’m so caught up with the past that I don’t see the future.

Terror’s of the world.

Life is like a diagram there are lot of sides to it. It is like a 2-dimensional image; the one side is pretty good and fair but the other is horrific and scary. Many people have rebuked Daily Dispatch for publicising such a horrific photograph but they had to show us the harsh realities of life.  According to BCCSA gruesome photographs are not supposed to be shown to the public; the media house must take precautionary measures. Notwithstanding that law but I still support Daily Dispatch for publicising the photo.

As a budding media scholar I believe we are supposed to be the eye of the people and report fairly on what’s good and bad. This story was also of an informatory purpose because it also enlightens us about the state of other mortuaries. Growing up as a child people had great respect for the dead but now mortuaries undermine that; they take the corpses as if they belong to dogs. What the world has come up to? It is sad to see this world deteriorating minute by minute. Many women who also want to dispatch their babies may they think about this photo maybe by God’s grace they will think twice.

http://twitpic.com/67es7m

http://twitter.com/#!/mishsolomon/status/103748315186864128

Hard times for love!

Cry my dear friend it’s not like crying is something new.

Sleepless nights are your sweetest dreams.

Break my spirit once more; I urge you!

Emotional breaking down is my daily routine.

Hurt me once more for the internal bruises that you give me shall never be seen.

Turning and tossing have became my best friends,

Make me fall once more because I am patiently waiting for you to pick me up only to make me fall again.

Toy with my emotions because I’m just your playmate,

Shag my feelings because they will feel good afterwards.

Poison me with lies because they are killing me softly.

Put a micro-chip in my brain because I believe I am specially programmed for you.

Confuse me more because after all we are the lost generation!

The potency of a pen!

You all I never thought you could be,
Funny, how you even surprise yourself
Hard lessons learnt
Hard decisions made…
Few souls lost along the way
Oh dear me… Forgive me please
I never meant to use you in a wrong way,
I never thought about the damage you could bring
A spread of ink in a paper, then there goes trouble!
I never meant to fiddle with you
Silly, how you put up with me yet you still loathed my aura
You know when I have you in my palm I’m out of order……

“My screwed up life!”

Let me first start by introducing myself. My name is Claudia Simpsons. I am an 18 year-old stuck-up teenager. I really enjoy going out on dates, that’s if I ever get a chance to be asked out. I have gone through a lot during my past teenage years. I never thought that one day I will be able to smile again. I don’t mean a fake smile but the real deal. As my friends will always say “You psycho!” but honestly I think it was my life’s drama that made me to sometimes lose it.

My parents would say that I’m so caught up on my teenage years. Duh! I am a teenager what did they expect? An adult?! My point exactly. They expect me to pretend as if I am not going through puberty. God! I’m only a child how can they expect so much from me. Parents, parents, parents… They contributed a lot in making my life miserable but the award has to go to… drum roll please… “B-R-A-D-Y” everybody scream before I even called out his name.

“No he is not the rightful owner of the award.” I said. “Then who is?” they all asked. “Well The rightful owner of the award is… is… no one. You all contributed equally. Lydia you did your bit and you also took part Wendy.” I said. They did not look impressed. “Was it that quite obvious?” I asked. “No hey it took us hours to figure that one out.” Zelda said in a very sarcastic manner. I wanted to debate the issue further but I decided not to because I guess it was quite obvious.

Congratulations Brady once again you managed to put me on a tight spot as usual. I hate him; I hate him to the exponent 10. On my way from school there he is standing on the corner it’s like he knew that I will be passing by any minute now. By this time I just wish to turn invisible so that I could pass by without seeing him. “Hi, how are you?” he greeted. I had two answers for him, the very nasty answer that could take twenty therapists to help through or a very reserved one. I decided to be polite this time, not that he deserved it but hey girls gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

“I am super and you?” I asked back. “No everything is cool. I don’t mean to be forward or anything but there’s a favour I need to ask you.” He said. Before he even asked me anything I said “yes” like a mad-dog thinking that he is going to ask me out or something but that was the dumbest thing ever. It was too late; I already agreed to go on a date with his nerdish friend who has had a crush on me for like a decade now. Then again I have to Congratulate Brady for messing up my life.