Back to reality tommorow!
As a new semester unfolds,worries of how it will be this time around penetrates my mind. Fake hugs in the morning,snacks offered by everyone claiming to be civil but just wants to light a candle about it anyway.
Reality is,we have become so accustomed with referring to other people as haters. And that's bad,we tend to believe the worst of others and what they think off us! Validation from followers and likes. Constantly seeking to be admired for the tangible! Oblivious to our emptyness. We claim to call ourselves friends when we still call another and wish to share dirt on our friend. I myself is guilty of that! How go we expect people to see great in us when we are victim of our own toxic activity! We sit with just a device in the palm of our hands,log on to Facebook and kill the confidence of a soul! I have realized the new age "do good" is letting people know,how great really if its for personal publicity? Its cool to be frank,saying it like it is in the process killing the vibe of someone who whishes to sit on the thrown you own! I would excuse that thrown,cos maybe your rude and bitchyness stems from a very sad and insecure place. I recently advised a girl of mine on how to make her men appreciate her more,I realized its her duty to appreciate herself,see her worth,behave valuable and if his worthy,he would not fail to see that! Partners loose themselves consistently to wanting to be the best partner ever! How do you master that when your efforts are not even regarded?! Paleeeze! Just don't change for no one! But ensure that what ever you are is best for you and the fellow men! Am not saying live up to their expectations but make sure that you being you,ain't no trouble or ill to anyone!
we all wanna be happy ultimately,well some just wanna be famous! Oh yah not all famous people are happy! Then too are insecure
I applaud you for having a dream,let it scare you! Don't give up on it an work very hard!
It's true what they say,you can't expect to be a millionaire and have the work ethic of a minimum wage earners
#remember that life is only over when you don't see that beautiful smile of yours.
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Sunday, 20 July 2014
Sunday, 6 July 2014
Mirror Mirror: How do i mend the cracks in my heart?
The 3 I was way to good enough for...
you cry at night and sip on a glass of wine hoping that you wont remember him,and inevitably,you do.
I fell in love with someone half my shoe size but gave him all of me.
I was hoping that meeting up with other guys would make me forget about that ass who stung me deep. I met up with a cute,humble and super confident hunk!!! still a favorite of mine. I remember believing that nope! he aint the one! well he was perfect at all he did. He checked up on me every time. calls me endlessly! and calls me Nana( commonly a female name) which i hate! lol,well he makes it sounds so relevant! i guess i can say i really liked the candy. One person that makes me feel like I am his number one.
Question was,was i really over my ex? or was i way to in love and oblivious to the truth which i couldn't figure). I dint pay much attention to that. Just recently i got a call to showcase my first fashion range as a fashion design student at home (Upington). obviously very excited and started planning my trip. the very next day a favorite ex gave me a call telling me he wishes to visit me! This guy to me is special. He depicts perfection...yep! he is considerate,caring and a great fan of King Jesus. He kinda intimidates me just because he is so perfect. Wasn't s very difficult call to make..sure!! i wanna get over my ex,why not test the surface. I had invited him to visit!
I couldn't predict the future but his was the first time we had great chats,that lasted fr seconds and usually ends up in an argument! we argued liked cats and dogs and he started calling me selfish! selfishly so,i just protect my emotions and he treated me like Priska from Generations. he would flirt with other faggs in front of me,call me names and made me feel like an abandoned kitten.My bf then called me and said one powerful thing " Gift,you're crazy,dramatic,and super funny,but i wont want you to change for anyone,i like you perfectly the way you are" Flip!! couldn't believe that my pre-conceived of this ideal partner who treats me like crap(which i had allowed because people treat you the way you behave) this guy who i thought I am not good enough for. I had realized that Uncle perfect is a poor lil sad soul that goes around Africa,charms gay guys and makes them feel like their the only one that matters until he meets the next best thing,makes you feel like crap!! well,he actually is the sad one validating his insecurities and plays victim. He is prayed for indeed.
in the missed of it all i realized that I am not gonna allow my tears to win and allow my smile to take the crown because my newly found bf is amazingly great at making me happy!! i cant even remember how my ex sounds cos he really aint no factor! the recent ass is in my prayers. But im happy to call Siya my baby.Sad part is he called me the other day and told me that he has got piles!!! like really dude!! lol...still love him with all those kumbaya disorders :-)
We all have got seasons and yes,we brake hearts ,we love,we cry and our hearts get broken. There is no manual to a perfect relationship. Just be loyal and care,because when you care,you surely will ensure to not do any to hurt the other party. And yes,there is no way that the on who broke your heart could mend it. Its not another persons job to do so either. its honoring your emotions,cry,pray and hill. allow yourself space of self reflection,embracing the lesson and still firmly believe in love.
After a failed engagement,dated another half my shoe size who had cheated on me, met an amazing guy and thought an old ex could mend my broken heart and realized there after...we tend to believe we know what we want,in fact we don't,we do however know what we don't want,and i can confidently say,I don't want someone who does not see my worth,someone that makes me feel like their number two. I want my baby with piles,the one who calls me handsome,Nana,dramatic and super funny and adds" Do not change for anyone"
Do not run around looking for Mr Perfect, just be the best partner you could be possibly,one will know when your appreciated and that's when you don't complain about not being appreciated
Remember: Life is only over when you don't see that smile of yours :-)
follow me on twitter: @TheGivado
Facebook: Gift Phetogo Kgakgamatso Kgosierileng
Instagram: #funGivado
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| Gift in his made of figuring it out. |
you cry at night and sip on a glass of wine hoping that you wont remember him,and inevitably,you do.
I fell in love with someone half my shoe size but gave him all of me.
I was hoping that meeting up with other guys would make me forget about that ass who stung me deep. I met up with a cute,humble and super confident hunk!!! still a favorite of mine. I remember believing that nope! he aint the one! well he was perfect at all he did. He checked up on me every time. calls me endlessly! and calls me Nana( commonly a female name) which i hate! lol,well he makes it sounds so relevant! i guess i can say i really liked the candy. One person that makes me feel like I am his number one.
Question was,was i really over my ex? or was i way to in love and oblivious to the truth which i couldn't figure). I dint pay much attention to that. Just recently i got a call to showcase my first fashion range as a fashion design student at home (Upington). obviously very excited and started planning my trip. the very next day a favorite ex gave me a call telling me he wishes to visit me! This guy to me is special. He depicts perfection...yep! he is considerate,caring and a great fan of King Jesus. He kinda intimidates me just because he is so perfect. Wasn't s very difficult call to make..sure!! i wanna get over my ex,why not test the surface. I had invited him to visit!
I couldn't predict the future but his was the first time we had great chats,that lasted fr seconds and usually ends up in an argument! we argued liked cats and dogs and he started calling me selfish! selfishly so,i just protect my emotions and he treated me like Priska from Generations. he would flirt with other faggs in front of me,call me names and made me feel like an abandoned kitten.My bf then called me and said one powerful thing " Gift,you're crazy,dramatic,and super funny,but i wont want you to change for anyone,i like you perfectly the way you are" Flip!! couldn't believe that my pre-conceived of this ideal partner who treats me like crap(which i had allowed because people treat you the way you behave) this guy who i thought I am not good enough for. I had realized that Uncle perfect is a poor lil sad soul that goes around Africa,charms gay guys and makes them feel like their the only one that matters until he meets the next best thing,makes you feel like crap!! well,he actually is the sad one validating his insecurities and plays victim. He is prayed for indeed.
in the missed of it all i realized that I am not gonna allow my tears to win and allow my smile to take the crown because my newly found bf is amazingly great at making me happy!! i cant even remember how my ex sounds cos he really aint no factor! the recent ass is in my prayers. But im happy to call Siya my baby.Sad part is he called me the other day and told me that he has got piles!!! like really dude!! lol...still love him with all those kumbaya disorders :-)
We all have got seasons and yes,we brake hearts ,we love,we cry and our hearts get broken. There is no manual to a perfect relationship. Just be loyal and care,because when you care,you surely will ensure to not do any to hurt the other party. And yes,there is no way that the on who broke your heart could mend it. Its not another persons job to do so either. its honoring your emotions,cry,pray and hill. allow yourself space of self reflection,embracing the lesson and still firmly believe in love.
After a failed engagement,dated another half my shoe size who had cheated on me, met an amazing guy and thought an old ex could mend my broken heart and realized there after...we tend to believe we know what we want,in fact we don't,we do however know what we don't want,and i can confidently say,I don't want someone who does not see my worth,someone that makes me feel like their number two. I want my baby with piles,the one who calls me handsome,Nana,dramatic and super funny and adds" Do not change for anyone"
Do not run around looking for Mr Perfect, just be the best partner you could be possibly,one will know when your appreciated and that's when you don't complain about not being appreciated
Remember: Life is only over when you don't see that smile of yours :-)
follow me on twitter: @TheGivado
Facebook: Gift Phetogo Kgakgamatso Kgosierileng
Instagram: #funGivado
Monday, 16 June 2014
Mirror Mirror: Just when does ot get to much to look at?
Adversity always seems to make its way
It has been 6 months already sincec I had left radio presenting and decided to take a very unpopular decision to pursue a full time career in finishing my fashion qualfication
From a failled engagement that cultivated so much lessons,to finding new love again,giving it my all and being left heart broken.
From being gunpoint,mugged and robbed and still husshling my way to find accommodation
From leaving my amazing friends in Upington and having to make friends again,having to adjust to diffrent type of personalities at school and getting friends who believes everything is a race and a competition,from being miss understood and raped for ones kindness and not being apprecited for my effort, from my kindness and loyalty being taken for weakness and peo
ple cropping me into the picture they see I fit in,but ita nit even my shoe size! From injecting confidence and self believe into people ,let alone grant moral support and being spit out like a slime of annoying mucus! Capetown has been one hell of a ride!
I won't deny,I have also been blessed with people who appreciate my talent and reminds me of my worth. I have accumulated great friends over a bottle of wine at cute restuarant(not fit for student budget) ! I am slowly penetrating my mini brand as a fashion designer andI thank God for my spirit of self believe.
I have gathered through it all that Good things surely don't come easily,its hard at times but my greatest fear is that I don't become blind to the promise God has set for me. We are at times brought to situations where we feel at our worst and believe it couldn't be any worse,reality is,its really just a new beginning preparing us ,making us bold for future challenges! I greatful for all my struggles and am glad that not for asecond not a split second does this faggot think of giving up! Its just I did way to much,gave up way to much to surrender now! And yep! I have lost all! Why in Zimbabwe would I wanna give up when I have nothing to loose and if so,I would surely regret not being patient enough to hold on!
I geuss I owe myself this: Work extra hard! Stand extra firm! Believe extra more!
#life is only over when you don't see that cute smile of yours
It has been 6 months already sincec I had left radio presenting and decided to take a very unpopular decision to pursue a full time career in finishing my fashion qualfication
From a failled engagement that cultivated so much lessons,to finding new love again,giving it my all and being left heart broken.
From being gunpoint,mugged and robbed and still husshling my way to find accommodation
From leaving my amazing friends in Upington and having to make friends again,having to adjust to diffrent type of personalities at school and getting friends who believes everything is a race and a competition,from being miss understood and raped for ones kindness and not being apprecited for my effort, from my kindness and loyalty being taken for weakness and peo
ple cropping me into the picture they see I fit in,but ita nit even my shoe size! From injecting confidence and self believe into people ,let alone grant moral support and being spit out like a slime of annoying mucus! Capetown has been one hell of a ride!
I won't deny,I have also been blessed with people who appreciate my talent and reminds me of my worth. I have accumulated great friends over a bottle of wine at cute restuarant(not fit for student budget) ! I am slowly penetrating my mini brand as a fashion designer andI thank God for my spirit of self believe.
I have gathered through it all that Good things surely don't come easily,its hard at times but my greatest fear is that I don't become blind to the promise God has set for me. We are at times brought to situations where we feel at our worst and believe it couldn't be any worse,reality is,its really just a new beginning preparing us ,making us bold for future challenges! I greatful for all my struggles and am glad that not for asecond not a split second does this faggot think of giving up! Its just I did way to much,gave up way to much to surrender now! And yep! I have lost all! Why in Zimbabwe would I wanna give up when I have nothing to loose and if so,I would surely regret not being patient enough to hold on!
I geuss I owe myself this: Work extra hard! Stand extra firm! Believe extra more!
#life is only over when you don't see that cute smile of yours
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